Lyrics Semi-Automatic - TUESDAY

Come in through the door, so mad I forgot my name
That's what you get when you're born into the game
Circle twice, just to make sure I got my mark
I'm an apex predator, waiting in the dark
Grab the glock from the trunk, one with three kills
Percocets, Xans, Molly gotta take my pills
See a crowd gather, shoot like I'm John Wayne
Spit fire fast from the glock, I'm DJ Quick
Feel the gun kick back in my hands
My favorite part, one in the head, two in the heart

Two fifty for the semi-automatic
Got some death threats but I'm gonna rap around it
Sick bars, folks call it a full job
I ain't gotta go charged, to make you feel more tall
It's called putting everything in semi-automatic
Automatic, semi-automatic
You know I love to speak in plastic
I ain't gotta do it yet to make you people call around it
I'm so spastic
So I put my thoughts in semi-automatic
Semi-automatic

Don't let me get the AK47
No one lives over the age of eleven
Don't let me get my 357
No one lives over the age of eleven
All I wanna do is sell sex and violence
I listen but it just don't make sense
Don't steal, don't drink, don't curse, don't kill
Smoke dope, pot, pills, burn shit, get my fill
Don't let me get the AK47
Don't let me get my 357

I'm bringin' hellish back
Don't make me get out the pack, I'm stacked!
Revvin' up just like I'm motor crossin'
Make your bitch look like a faucet
And you know I bring the style back
I've got the limelight
Your minds are all mine
Kick the bass a bit, make me throw a fit
I'm gonna fuckin' riot
Like all you know- (it's all I know!)
I- fought like a bastard
But I win- so hard

Two fifty for the semi-automatic
Got some death threats but I'm gonna rap around it
Sick bars, folks call it a full job
I ain't gotta go charged, to make you feel more tall
It's called putting everything in semi-automatic
Automatic, semi-automatic
You know I love to speak in plastic
I ain't gotta do it yet to make you people call around it
I'm so spastic
So I put my thoughts in semi-automatic
Semi-automatic