What It Sounds Like - CANON, Kerwin Richards

Pressure one Pressure two Playa dem tough

This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust

Pressure one Pressure two Playa dem tough

This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust

This is what dem sound like 4x

That bad man in his beater

Brought out his nine millimeter

He sat all up in his chuck

He be Pd off while he holds his heater

Such blood thirst, drippeth up off the lips of he who seeks them

Rum pum pum they shot down his brother and leave em

Some body gotta pay for this evil

To the grave he will kill them all he will

They don turned him to a killer when the gun pop he will dump everything that

he filled

Now Vengeance was the lords

But down in his heart it’s ice that he feels

God will have his vengeance even for the blood that even that he spilled

Guns Bang at the brukout

A chain of vain shootouts

And shutdown the shooter

Even the boy who had the look out

He’s Hot with no fevaaa

Only death for his could please ahhhem

Though they crossed em he still double crossed the son of God with treason

Pressure one Pressure two Playa dem tough

This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust

Pressure one Pressure two Playa dem tough

This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust

This is what dem sound like 4x

Now I could tell you what it sounds like, when the gun pops in the late night

When they shoot off

While theyer making it reindeer

They’ll knock your Rudolph

And them gs from 35 minutes away

Ain’t ride with the guns to cool off

The agenda was only to blow your freaking mind socks and shows off

The Violence gotta be stopped

Who the heck wants to just be the middle man

The little man

With The heart of a lion who’s life involves the bigger plan

Somebody would step to the plate

And With his courage, he speaks to make change

This the shot he made, but somebody else made theirs but close range

Now this is what it sound like

They call it violence, ain’t no place safe, ain’t no place to play

The rounds came, chopping up at your frame

«five o» never came

Same bidness where I came from

Chi town different day

Lay low buddy better hope they don’t know where yo pop and mama stay

Will this end, this is becoming a trend, again and again

Move from maywood but they shoot like its Iraq, Pakistan

But You can pack or stand

Here but know that death he has no friend

Though this time will end, I hope you end where I will end my friend

Until Its One O’Clock, Two O’Clock, Three O’Cloak G’s

Four O’Clock, Five O’Clock, Six O’Cloak G’s

Seven O’Clock, Eight O’Clock, Nine O’Cloak G’s

Ten O’Clock, Eleven O’Clock, Twelve O’Cloak G’s

Ehh

Now This is what it sounds like (Bang Bang)

Now this is what it sounds like ()

Now This is what it sounds like (Bang Bang)

Pressure one Pressure two Playa dem tough

This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust

Pressure one Pressure two

This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust

This is what dem sound like 4x