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Assassin Metal Bullets

our world Bullets are to kill, bullets do destruct Bullets you will see, bullets, bullets Bullets are will, bullets the countdown Bullets you will see, bullets

Clever, so I tell poems quick, Cellphone flips Beside sellin' grams I sell you a whole brick Plus my flow's sick, then a bitch with AIDS And my bullets

click it's obvious you pussy i could see the pink in the clit i seen the chip and the clip of my daily desert eagle fourty four metal with heat'll open

slash cannibal Grand it like Hannibal, slash Marilyn Manson Tattoo's, duck tape, snatch dudes for ransom Hundred bricks' of jewels, let me choose a mansion Kill crews, bullet

Buyacka got bullets big enough to move ya car Land cruisers 18 wheelers we do it tied Just let it happen, I prefer violence instead of rappin' Fuckin' wit this Latin assassin

Where mega-hard arms swingin' metal palms iron skin leopard Holding evil metal eagle attach the desert, paranoid fingertips Stitched with three-fifty plus seven metal

extra an clip, I thought I was watchin gymnastics the way I seen that hoe flip Its the a-s-s-a-s-s-i-n who am I (the assassin) Big ed be puttin it down

n' O, Shady Records The dream team Sittin' in the back of the, all gray Accura Gun to the passenger, for acting tough Scatter wheel in the passin', harder than assassin

you wit the - left, right , left Then a roundhouse kick Nigga make some room back up back up Bout to get right up in this bitch Big ed the (assassin)