i'm a chicken hawk
huntin' for a chicken
get paranoid when you hear my glock clickin'
speakin' to the punk-ass victim
with the bitch-ass styles i hit you like deacon
jones house
cough without the bones
i rolled ya up and smoked you like bones
split the seed and grow you like clones
don't start-me-up
cause i'm not the rolling stones
but i get stoned with a little help from my friends
with the
then i passed it round back to me again
i can make you famous like amos
same as the last punk
when i stuck the gatt up his anus
hear me growl: grrra! howl!
i got the night vision just like the wise old owl
i'm comin' ta fetch ya
yeah homes i'll wet ya
bury them bones
under my home and
cock the hammer!
cock the hammer
it's time for action!
cock the hammer!
cock the hammer
it's time for action!
with my weapon
step into a whole new realm
and step back
as i take up the helm
of the pirate ship i'm steerin'
jump into gear and
just realize what you're hearin'
the cannon's soundin'
that's my companions surroundin'
as my crew comes pounding
it's the captain
afro-america
whole lotta gattin'
with the loc'ed out latin
bust that
you're a red beard with a musket
better duck quick 'cause ya might get dusted
your gatt looks rusted
disgusted
oh look away
look away boy as i rush it
yes i know that you can't withstand it
watch that ass cause punk i'll brand it
with my steel-toe
how you feel now
when my boot stuck in that ass like a dildo
cry on a pillow
weeper that's willow
the hill got the steel for the static like brillo
hmmm
what you talkin' `bout punk
gimme room as i light up the boom
cock the hammer
wave the white banner
ever heard a gun go `click' like a camera?