PAYNE

Mental hospital cannot stop me

Government cannot stop me

I will simply continue to be silly

Until the end of my days

My Glock jam never

No stock, shell catcher

My bitch get wetter

This SiG shoot better

I will shoot

You will not

I will kill

You will not

Stick 'em up

You could not

Make 'em kneel

Deadski

Shoot you through the peephole

Three to the headski

Four for the foes and the fedskis, wassup

I'm Semper Fi with the .45 imma fuck 'em up

Get beat to hell and develop crushing concussion rush

I need a DRINK

Who gon' pull up on me

If he knock, zip him up

If he bark, clip his nuts off

Aim, Bang

Face, Hang

MAX PAYNE

MAX PAYNE

I could push the V so fucking fast, bitches spinnin' out it

I could pay to do some **** bad, and not know shit about it

I could load munitions in the mag, and have 'em kickin' out it

How could I ever lay low

I speak in Micro Draco

All right

Sun is in the sky and I am itching to die

I'm alive

No more Lithium inside of my mind

Bitch I think the feds at my-

Shoot, dodge, roll, slide

Wish you bitches would try

Remington Wit equip on my hip

I kick in shit like Eli

My G19 on g5

Walk 'round high off of my dick

I grip my stick like, "He die!"

Like, "He die, he die, he die!"

I need a DRINK

Who gon' pull up on me

If he knock, zip him up

If he bark, clip his nuts off

Aim, Bang

Face, Hang

MAX PAYNE

MAX PAYNE

I could push the V so fucking fast, bitches spinnin' out it

I could pay to do some **** bad, and not know shit about it

I could load munitions in the mag, and have 'em kickin' out it

How could I ever lay low

I speak in Micro Draco

Hello ****

We are inside of your walls, making our way to your room

Once we reach your room it is Game Over

We will feast on your organs and intestines

And rip out your heart and feast on your brain