Apex Predator (My Gun Go)

C.O.B in this bitch, wave the black flag Different kind of gang member, house nigga, back back I tell my bitch pussy pop on a handstand While the world going to hell in her Louis handbag It ain't the end of the world, but it's like the end is starting Adam Lanza killing 20 children in a kindergarten Wade Michael Page shooting up a Sikh Temple George Zimmerman the reason I'm a keep pistols Even though I don't fuck with the NRA Cause the CEO Wayne LaPierre, yo what he say Man he try to blame violence on rap music and video games Like we out here killing for any old thing If I was reckless I would tell you rappers give me your chain A million views on Vimeo I creep low through the Savannah, I'm hunting you, gazelle and deer What's that? I can smell your fear I'm a apex predator Ridin' in the Coupe, man Real niggas, we the top of the food chain Don't make me turn the whole club into a shootin' range King of the jungle, fuck with me my gun go bang My gun go bang, my gun go bang, and my gun go Fuck with me my gun go bang, my gun go bang, and my gun go bang My gun go bang! I'm a apex predator, pineal gland in foont On your third eye, graduated to my fourth one You cross us in the street nigga, you're done Like a child support judge, we hold court son Glen Beck want us all to die And Ted Nugent want us all to die But real niggas don't die We like that shopping center bag full of tissue, we multiply I know I reached for that one No serial numbers, you know I reach for that gun I call on Bonnie, she my right hand girl I can't even turn my music up in this white man's world If I do, I get shot by a psycho's favorite gun Sorta like Jordan David was my Michael David Dunn We need help, won't nobody listen to them hollow tips that's hittin' politicians I'm a apex predator Bang, hit em up, perfect execution I'm in the underground training for the revolution, you niggas scared of shootin' You ain't gotta agree with Darwin to stand your monkey ass up, this is evolution I knew that rebel G shit would be back soon For you thousand dollar house, niggas call you rap coons I hang with foreign mobsters and black goons Type of people that'll strike fear into a packed room They ain't afraid of my nine though They in fear of what my mind know They know I ain't walkin' with my eyes closed My entourage is camouflaged by nice clothes Blood in our veins is ice cold cause we apex predators!