IX Fall$, Papa Sleep - towel stains Lyrics

Got this fully automatic
Pointed down right at yo chest
You better make a run
Or test your luck before I grab the tec
9mm parabellum
On my way you better let em' know
We steady swervin' no suburban
On the Autobahn

Hollow point
My trigger fingers
Slip up
In the scope
Got no JFK in sight
But got this iron to your skull
Opposition bumping Memphis
In the North, Black and Tans
In the South Republic army
Blow your brains out with no hands

I was lurking through the streets
To put up a fight
You pussy boys don't stand a chance
No getaway Benz or optic vision
Might of caught you in a glance
Silver chrome right on the rims
But got an accent on my eye
Pay the price or put this
Chrome to your dome
And then you might die

Bones shiver
Bloody tee
My machete make a stain
Hint of salt for your reaction
MSG when you're in pain
Pop a Xanax
Got that Backwood tucked
When I feel like a manic
Detrimental if you fuck around
With my mind
I start to panic

Bones shiver
Bloody tee
My machete make a stain
Hint of salt for your reaction
MSG when you're in pain
Pop a Xanax
Got that Backwood tucked
When I feel like a manic
Detrimental if you fuck around
With my mind
I start to panic

Got this fully automatic
Pointed down right at yo chest
You better make a run
Or test your luck before I grab the tec
9mm parabellum
On my way you better let em' know
We steady swervin' no suburban
On the Autobahn

Hollow point
My trigger fingers
Slip up
In the scope
Got no JFK in sight
But got this iron to your skull
Opposition bumping Memphis
In the North, Black and Tans
In the South Republic army
Blow your brains with no hands

Murder on my mind
Live it up like its 99
Riding in the coup bumping mystic stylez
Stay a little while bet you gonna have some fun
Riding shotty with no pump
Swerve the whip and turn you to a bloody stump

187 tapping weapons
Like we dapping up with Satan
Straighten up my tie I had enough
Of all these kids we send em
Straight to hell and sell they guts
To pay for my all my medication
Swear I'm going crazy way I
Make your head look vacant

Call from down below
I can't wait cause I gotta get this
Cant have a witness
You get evicted
Straight from this life like I got a vision
Visit from some people that I fucking hate
Guzzle gasoline and burn them all
I just can't wait

Got this fully automatic
Pointed down right at yo chest
You better make a run
Or test your luck before I grab the tec
9mm parabellum
On my way you better let em' know
We steady swervin' no suburban
On the Autobahn

Hollow point
My trigger fingers
Slip up
In the scope
Got no JFK in sight
But got this iron to your skull
Opposition bumping Memphis
In the North, Black and Tans
In the South Republic army
Blow your brains with no hands