Frankly My Dear

Lick off six shots when I'm pissed off Hands off, hands on bombs, split your lip ock Three hands with six Glocks, tick, tock, boom Then a bitch pop, broken record - how this shit stop The kid's hot, boiling pots, pans full of bacon Hands where the waste at, holster keep a gun waitin' Gravitate to the accolades, clap for the ladies Exacerbating, foes catch the hands like masturbating It's fascinating, mass media procrastination Mass murders, masked burglars at gas stations Rob the nation, tell your mom I am not a crook Then I fuck her in the ass leave her back behind to cook In the kitchen - you a rook, I'm a bishop, how I move Check a bitch something quick, pullin' pistols on your boo Something vicious, red liquid, viscus, sickest with the juice Fishing up the wrong river, getting at the crew Bitch, I'm thinking if you only knew There's more than meets the eye, see the future coming true I'm coming through, tidal wave energy, metal infantry Blast willingly, diligently face the enemy Clinically sane, criminal minded man No parts in your system, keep living how I am Don't give a damn