pistol pistol - brickmania lyrics
[chorus: stillmatic]
you can catch me with my homies beating kids in sick suits
my arms are not that strong but when it lift it hit you
you praying i don’t hit, i ain’t equipped to miss you
too many enemies still in my list to get through
i make the music parents slit their wrist to
i can guarantee—find this with smith and kris too
don’t be surprised when you get—big and b*tch dudes
because ain’t n0body go without their pistol’ pistol’
[verse one: tcr zavien]
i’m the type of fella who destroy his own outlet
sinkin’ whole houses, n0body can go out and—
spit venom in interviews, lettin’ them know ya’ inner views
oh that’s funny i got my hand on the trigger too
brickmania…. black n blood, we got the tools
if he spot a fool you know d gon’ block somе fool
shot my pistol, graze some j*panesе dude
i gotta keep on looking cause i think i hit luis too
i got dioramas sparked, fighting hawaiian model far
people still wonder why the entire saga start
white kids noddin’, within each giant fossils star
is a sea of people finding out that brian was a mark
[verse two: nme]
i swear on my future kids and wife, flip this stricken knife
i’m wicked and i need me a sick and twisted nine
is it fine? i’m taking the place and what isn’t mine
with his spine? my mistake—cause my breaking points within five—
minutes, tons——of guns packed with us
once i fire kris and tug gonna go track it up
to the maximum, momentum moving—a passin’ bus
imma black it up, because ain’t n0body have enough
breathe… cause imma blow up in a moment
if people do not hold it, my boldness ready to show up
i open graves so ocean frames flow in the motion change
what a poker face… too much talk——with em broken chains
gonna be in so much pain we’ll have to ship you crystals
you think i’m living easy with a twisted trigger?
if i wasn’t nme i would not git’ through this mood
so i don’t go nowhere without my pistol pistol…
[chorus: stillmatic]
you can catch me with my homies beating kids in sick suits
my arms are not that strong but when it lift it hit you
you praying i don’t hit, i ain’t equipped to miss you
too many enemies still in my list to get through
i make the music parents slit their wrist to
i can guarantee—find this with smith and kris too
don’t be surprised when you get—big and b*tch dudes
because ain’t n0body go without their pistol’ pistol’
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