Poorshot_

Lyrics

[Verse: Contro] Pay attention, I got a little bit of math for you It's quite simple, remedial if you can add then cool If I drink Henny, and eat a whole bag of shrooms How much trippin I'm gon' be doin' by this afternoon But I'll wait- too late, we just got back We bag mommies in Baghdad like we from Iraq Gat my bust, bust my gat, I'm dyslexic And I don't just get shit off my chest I bench press it 420, smoking a pound on the bench, stressin' Only answer if I'm being tested is next question Cuz I remember way back when When shit was all good, our whole hood had mac 10s Bullets flied when it was time for that action I made niggas breakdance, headspin, backspin Two wide-body Benz's, black tints They dead lookalike, I called 'em the Fat Twins Time to lock and load nigga, better strap in Moose led the troops, to this day he's the captain Cuz ain't no soft spots, we killin' all cops Choppers hit the pigs we made bacon and pork chops You ain't gotta aim great, you can be a poorshot_ Just play the middle of the field like a shortstop But when they stop short, you better pop off Theres blood everywhere, hot sauce over dry pork You see something; say nothing, mind yours Or your mind'll be a stain on that sidewalk And I be trippin'- You see something; say nothing, mind yours, or your mind'll be a stain on that sidewalk And I be trippin' with no vacation, time off I'm sniffin' super glue while I'm chewing rocks off My attire ain't the type the cops watch for Bust down, khakis, Rockports They look at me like I just came from school They don't know I'm a real idiot, an angry fool They don't know that I'm schizophrenic, bi-polar, fanatic Outta control, murder your fam if you make me panic