Текст песни Armed & Dangerous - Evil Ebenezer , Merkules

Yeah
I tried to tell you motherfuckers the first time
You cocksuckers don't want war with us
Stompdown Killaz
You only armed to the teeth when a gun in ya mouth
I'm out, front of ya house while ya mom on the couch
Make her wonder what the hollerin' and fussin' about
If you ain't home then I'll make your little brother come out
My OG got more arms than octopuses
I remember when I got that call he caught a bullet
He put my finger on the trigger and he taught me how to pull it
You've been rattin' on the stand my man, I saw the footage
Turn your brains into mom's spaghetti
You might have a little seizure, Hot N' Ready
I don't mean I drive trucks when I'm haulin' semis
But I'ma put it in ya mouth like Akinyele
Start givin' you beats like a nice producer
Pullin' out the Mac like a white computer
Maneuver ya block like I'm drivin' Uber
I'm in the skies all the time 'cause I'm the shooter, motherfucker
Call me Killer Mike, the way I'm runnin' they jewels
You ain't whippin' in the kitchen you a customer duke
I leave 'em bloody and bruised just for somethin' to do
Put your name on a shirt if you fuck with my crew, yeah
Every lyric that I writes with Krylon
I'm in everybody's top five like I'm Dylon
Left him with one eye, now the guy's a cyclops
Straps on deck like the Nike High Tops
Armed and dangerous, armed and dangerous
Armed and dangerous, armed and dangerous
Get shot lookin' thru the peephole
Where I'm from, we ain't shootin' any b-roll
I'm still here, my movie got a sequel
See me doin' lines off her booty goin' beastmode
Bullets like baseballs
Catch 'em off set when the beat 'bout to take off
Masked up in the circle like a séance
Hero in the hood, but I never put a cape on
Load the clip, this is meditation
All my homies locked up in segregation
Even in my bed I got a vest to lay with
Take it on the chin through the investigation
Never liked a pig, can't trust a C.O.
Death to all rats and it's fuck the P.O.
Push by the pound and it reek like B.O
Strap on my waist and it sing like Ne-Yo
Armed and dangerous, armed and dangerous
Armed and dangerous, armed and dangerous
Armed and dangerous, armed and dangerous
Armed and dangerous, armed and dangerous
Call me Killer Mike, the way I'm runnin' they jewels
You ain't whippin' in the kitchen you a customer duke
I leave 'em bloody and bruised just for somethin' to do
Put your name on a shirt if you fuck with my crew, yeah
Every lyric that I writes with Krylon
I'm in everybody's top five like I'm Dylon
Left him with one eye, now the guy's a cyclops
Straps on deck like the Nike High Tops