When I Shoot You

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Slaine] I'm walking through the after hours spot, it's crowded hot and cloudy From kush smoke, bitches doing E, killing that powder Rocking rowdy, guys staring like they know about me Tout me as legend and heard my words and wanna doubt me Before I came up, no one looked twice when I passed Now I'm just a snake doomed to live my life in a glass tank It took years and went so lightning fast I went from no whip to Navigator siphoning gas I rode dolo to this party in particular Sipping liquor 'bout to take this chick to the whip, to give some dick to her We swallow Marley, Bacardi spilling on my Wallabees She whispered in my ear and said she wanna swallow me We stumbled to the car kissing, it was actually sucking Biting and slapping the whole way, we're practically fucking But I shoulda looked in back of me cousin, I wasn't thinking right Never saw the hazards from the Lincoln with the blinking lights Anyway she hiked the skirt up, the drugs were gone word up My dick was rock hard, I slid my rubber on She started riding me, the bitch was screaming like I'm hearing her Plus her pussy's wet, leaking all on my interior Just as I came she came, collapsed with a gasp That's when the side of my head felt the smash of the glass Fuck, I ducked down, threw her like a ragdoll Popped my clutch into reverse and smashed a black Dodge and backed off Popped it in drive, gunned it and crashed more I started speeding off, saw the rock on my dash, my head is bleeding dog I got a couple blocks, started getting sick and my nerves Hit the brakes and kicked the bitch to the curb [Hook: Slaine] If I shoot you, I'm brainless If you shoot me, you're famous, but now I gotta kill you I know the lifestyle that I live is dangerous So when I shoot you, you'll forever remain nameless So don't think I won't kill you, I will do it I got a child and a home, fuck it, I'll still do it If you shoot me, you're famous If I shoot you, I'm brainless, so what am I to do? [Verse 2: Slaine] I used to be starving with the animals who hungered for more Moving bundles in the jungle with the gun in their drawers Dudes got locked up and pinched pushing onion and raw All I'm saying is if they coulda, they woulda dug through the floor When the raids came, we all played the game, nobody stayed the same Dudes got locked up, some died in amazing pain Many are alive and fighting, still to this moment From the struggle, if they gotta, they will kill their opponent So when I tell you I'm a villain I've shown it The title of a one in a million, I'm not boasting, now I own it But that's the same type of thing that gets your roasted now don't it? When you made it out the shit and wasn't supposed to they want it I been a starving dog with the ravenous beasts Having a piece is mandatory, you get stabbed in the streets For what I make at a show, when you're aching to blow Point blank range, my bullets penetrating your skull [Hook: Slaine] {*bang, bang... bang*}