Paroles de Woof Tickets

Yo, comin off tha top of the head.. Millions of people fall victim to bloodshed I'll leave more dead than a nuclear warhead We'll all be killed if i turn it up full tilt God knows i got this rap shit sewn like a quilt You prolly wonderin if i'm versatile, no question My styles adapt like luxury car suspension Kick tha type of shit that blow a microphone to bits If it's close enough to kiss, I'll walk away wit chapped lips I slap in clips and get down, you hear the sounds of rounds Hittin niggaz and niggaz hittin the ground Copperfield niggaz disapear like magic As soon as i pull the sem-automatic out tha jacket I got you illin like King Kong is climbin ya buildin Movie directors recordin me screamin "Keep filmin!" They love to see me rock mics cuz I rock it right Curious people pause like cars at stop lights Cuz it's bangin in the way you wouldn't believe To rate my tape, you gotta combine combine 5 source magazines Thats 25 mics total I got average niggaz wit 4 mics sayin that I'm immortal Fatal as carbon monoxide *jamaican voice* I gun shot ya now, ya backside, from a bullet travel at mach 9