Headshot (Remix)

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Ace Amin & Tay Roc - Rap

Headshot (Remix)

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[Intro: Ace Amin + Tay Roc] Mercy, mercy Cave 2...3 Roc, 1800 shit The Gang way You know the fuckin' vibes, nigga 2...3 They ain't gon' know what the fuck goin' on Ah, ah [Hook: Ace Amin] Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor His family out here askin' for the head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor His family out here askin' for the head doctor [Verse 1: Ace Amin] If a nigga had a dream it's laying right there With his mood swings and his nightmares In his fight for life they talking fight fair We gon' send him to God and pay the flight fare They don't call me Ace cause I won't miss Because its all close range, nigga, I don't miss His bitch act stupid, you think I won't miss? This fo' fifth disappear ya: hocus pocus D-Do ya dance, homeboy, make 'em do a dance Two to a nigga head'll make 'em do a dance Moving fast, got em twitchin' with the movin' hands He still movin' but he dead with his stupid ass I'm from where they stop life at the stoplight We shoot first for security: that's that Top Flight You don't like to admit that you are not liked Them niggas who be chasing niggas down and not likes Leave the street covered in his intuition Send him where there's free room, board and tuition When you in them missions, ain't no intermission All the men you missin' on the menu missin' And while y'all buy the lies, I'll lobotomize Lookin for a sign, like a dotted line I finalize you can tell a killa by the eyes But you can tell he really dead, nigga, by the eyes [Hook: Ace Amin] Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor His family out here askin' for the head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor His family out here askin' for the head doctor [Verse 2: Tay Roc] You want what? I will cut you the fuck up Swing the hammer like a nunchuck and give you a gun butt Come through my 'hood flashing, get stuck the fuck up Cops come through asking shit, just shut the fuck up If I toss you a pack, better show me some damn progress Let the milly rock on 'em: fuck a dance contest Extended clip, don't get hit with all 30 objects Eyes wide open, but that nigga unconscious We monsters walkin' 'round with a choppa Make ya whole body go into shock: Blanka The shotgun barrel wide as an anaconda Special metal; bald heads rock 'em: they from Wakanda Think it's all games, headshot, all brains Everything you think gon leak on ya Balmains I do my dirt alone and I don't involve lames This Cave Gang shit a whole different ball game, unh Yea, Cave talk, this our own language In the street like I'm road ragin' Rep the Cave 'til I'm old agin' Til my body rot and my soul raisin' We ain't worried bout no hatin' We actin' like we ain't got home trainin' Bullets fly when that chrome blazin' You run up wrong and a bone breakin' [Hook: Ace Amin] Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor His family out here askin' for the head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor His family out here askin' for the head doctor [Verse 3: Ace Amin] Them fake tough niggas, they gone stare atcha Me, I just walk up like a Stairmaster And hereafter, he'll hafta hear the story in the hereafter And niggas won't remember you half a year after Nigga, take a seat if you hate the heat Break 'em off, short lunch break: you'll get eight to eat I lay for weeks, move early, I'm tryna break a lease Leave a fuck nigga stuck like complacency You got four foes, keep 44s, for foes No peace talks, when that piece talks, that door closed Do house calls, then that house falls: it's foreclosed With those hoes, we keep pumps: toes closed Fuck low blows, it's safe shots, lift hoes' souls You pushin' shit, I'll push ya shit like promo That gangsta shit turn to "Please, Lord, no, no!" Wake niggas but fake niggs, you the logo Metal swingin' like a hypnotist That hip-to-hip dance with Death and you ain't hip to this You either wit da shit or on the witness list A victim list or you 3rd and long, blitzin shit I prey on the strong, they pray on my demise Say a prayer for these fuck niggas you idolize They got a lot of lies, now they gotta lies And you know he dead when he shot by the eyes [Hook: Ace Amin] Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor His family out here askin' for the head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor Headshot, he need a head doctor His family out here askin' for the head doctor [Outro: *sample*] With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee…"

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Credits

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  • Ace Amin
  • Tay Roc