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Blank, baby, you should stop doing what you doing... I've been watching the news lately and ya'll fucking up... Baby, ya'll are fucking up, what happened anyway? The shit started out kinda crazy Trick tried to follow but he didn't know I knew he was behind me So I let him think he was tricking me And blow his muthafuckin head off, when he try to stick a dick to me Took a left turn on Selinsky Maybe I kill his bitch ass in back of Frost Elementary But I kept going till I hit the dead end Try to figure out a spot I can put his fucking body in Turned the music off, couldn't hear a sound Put the car park and rolled my windows down Firedup a square to get movy Got the car phone, beeped Nip and put the clip in my Uzi Bitch run into the back of my shit And every bullet shot felt just like I was getting hit (Was you scared?) Hell no, but I was nervous Plus mad as fuck cause I just got my car outta service Now's the time for the Blank to show these fools (show them fools) Going strictly by the rules of the old school He must of knew he was fucking with a youngsta But what he didn't know, this youngsta finna take his ass under So I laid in the car like I was hurtin' He put his pistol to my head, oh man, this shit ain't working But before he could unload his clip Boom, boom, boom, why the fuck you thought I beeped Nip? I hate the whole fucking world so the world better hate me... "Nigga, I hate you..." "Fuck you... Nigga!" I hate the whole fucking world so the world better hate me... "Nigga, I hate you..." "Fuck you... Nigga!" A Wreckless Klan, me say Wreckless Klan, South Park Coalition is a Wreckless Klan A Wreckless Klan, me say Wreckless Klan, South Park Coalition is a Wreckless Klan Got my ass out the car, sweat dripping Another murder case just took place, now I got Nip tripping Asking me what the fuck was going down But I was still putting holes in the body on the ground Now, you really think I felt for that shit? (What's ya name, nigga?) Say that, you know my name, bitch Took a step back so I can peep the situation Grabbed my shit, got in the car to complete the assassination On my way to the spot I got scoped And I ain't got all my senses cause now I'm full of dope But I can't blame my mind while I creeped Cause I ain't been to be the nigga that get put to sleep So I put the silencer on the 9 double-M 'E' came outta nowhere screaming: (Blank, don't shoot! That's the wrong nigga in the truck!) I had an expression on my face like you really think I give a fuck Shot him six times in a neck Should've shot him in the head but that's what they expect me to do Damn fool, I'ma get atcha (Got cha) And if they not satisfied they can bury me witcha... I hate the whole fucking world so the world better hate me... "Nigga, I hate you..." "Fuck you... Nigga!" I hate the whole fucking world so the world better hate me... "Nigga, I hate you..." "Fuck you... Nigga!" A Wreckless Klan, me say Wreckless Klan, South Park Coalition is a Wreckless Klan A Wreckless Klan, me say Wreckless Klan, South Park Coalition is a Wreckless Klan Look out for Point Blank, hear him come, hear him come Get you mind slipping, drop down like a bomb Shoot one man, you must murder everyone There's twenty million man in the Coalition Me thoughts get me lead to a rowdy gun, gun South Park plus me brain, it was mental Vietnam K-Rino, me am the father and me Black Book the son South Park Coalition is a Wreckless Klan...
Writer(s): David Allan Coe, R.j. Ritchie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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