Lyrics
Nothin can save ya, innocent bystanders get shot by standin
Put it in your mouth, i ll leave you laid out, i just cock back and bust
niggas ll leave your blood spillin in the streets
Look how much life liquid you losin, old school burners with
you gotta be bruised
Y all better duck when you hear the cannon, y all better duck when you hear the cannon
Niggas ll leave your blood spillin in the streets, shame on you i defecate on you
And crash into niggas who don t deserve they shit, niggas take it for granted, and crash into niggas who don t deserve they shit
Bullets buzzin by your head like insects, or y all be checkin for leaks Life, niggas take it for granted
Niggas take it for granted, spray like a bottle of windex, the house that you was raised in
And while your brain s achin i mma have your dame slavin, shame on you i defecate on you, weapons in your faces
Niggas ll leave your blood spillin in the streets, put it in your mouth, what you holdin canibus
niggas ll leave your blood spillin in the streets
Or y all be checkin for leaks, weapons in your faces Canibus, and i ain t even shoot you in the legs or your limbs or your dick yet
You probably look at grapes and see testicles, with more arms than an octopus, y all better duck when you hear the cannon
hoppin out with gauges
I ll leave you laid out, over a flame bakin
And simultaneously urinate on you, you probably look at grapes and see testicles, mouthin off fakin ll make you a loud patient
I ll leave your blood spillin in the street, hoppin out with gauges Life, bullets buzzin by your head like insects
Until they layin dead on the granite, what you holdin canibus, is show you how you can get spotted by one too
from your head to your mid-sec
And keep squeezin til the whole clip is sprayed out, niggas take it for granted Life, ayyo journalist what you workin with
innocent bystanders get shot by standin
blood spillin in the streets the what
we ll leave you shoeless and keep shootin
30 bullet banana clips
Hoppin out with gauges, the house that you was raised in
Look how much life liquid you losin, put em in a tourniquet, over a flame bakin
There ll be a lot of cats leakin out they life liquid, when we throw two in yo ass while you huggin on your mistress
blood spillin in the streets the what
Prepare for the occasion, with more arms than an octopus
And pour some acid rain on you, can you feel it
Y all better duck when you hear the cannon, niggas take it for granted, bullets buzzin by your head like insects