Shooting Gallery - Kutt Calhoun, Tali Blanco

You niggas wanna kill me?

Tali Blanco, I don’t think they understand, man

Niggas fear what they don’t understand

So if you wanna shoot, then shoot me, nigga

Come on!

Let me make sure everything’s clear

Lasic, lasic, lasic

Look a nigga square in his eyes when I say this here

Face it, haters made this

Hard of a man turned cold, never show fear

Basic hate created

Fuck that, let me kick this shit in 5th gear, you niggas wanna hear?

I’m a monster, animal crossed with canible

Chopping niggas up like gra

Lyrical defenition of the job making niggas clean up the spot

Call me the wolf, rescue

Bad as when we look them in the eyes

They got visions of a stone cold killer, like a Midwest Killa City clown

Hit 'm with the chik chik chik, watch him start to run for his life like a bitch

They don’t wanna battle against a 4 5th

It go click

They don’t live in the midst

I’m so steller, real life killer, leave a nigga speaking with a lisp

When it comes to the microphone, I’ve rhymed with some of the greatest to exist

That’s a touchy topic, everybody wanna grill me

Ain’t nobody wanna give recagnition to a nigga that jumped ship

That’s the main reason why I put you on the list

All you lame niggas wanna shoot with a gift

Imma keep giving what I got, here’s this off the top, I’m a chip off the old

block

I let off the shots

Shoot

Harder than the rest

And if they got a problem with me, they can ame it at my chest

And Imma look, send it through the wire

Tell 'm if they ready, ame, fire

Shoot

Harder than the rest

And if they got a problem with me, they can ame it at my chest

And Imma look, send it through the wire

Tell 'm if they ready, ame, fire

I am the hardest artist

Bout the squad regardlous

Break down bones and cartlage

Load a couple shells right into the cartrage

Yeah I’m heartless

I scrap ya, atack ya

Silants, like closed captions

In a mantion, fly, that’s how it happen

Got back on a nigga just like that

Motherfucker wanna murder me, heard of me

Hit up my bro Kutt Calhoun

Do it harder for the squad

When I leave the room

You smell the fumes, cause I lit the gass

Even flicked the match

In the sene I’m a gangsta

I’m dangerous

At my target, pistol in my hand, and I’m aming

They want my blood, Kutty, it’s all in my eyes

I can tell just by a look at the spot

That they ultemently want my demise

They will never ever take me alive

2 guns cocked, like Sam, Yosemity

In the droptop Convertable, John F. Kenody

With my back to the wall, Imma jump in the brawlle

Shoot

Harder than the rest

And if they got a problem with me, they can ame it at my chest

And Imma look, send it through the wire

Tell 'm if they ready, ame, fire

Shoot

Harder than the rest

And if they got a problem with me, they can ame it at my chest

And Imma look, send it through the wire

Tell 'm if they ready, ame, fire