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Yeah, a lot of motherfuckers Be out here trying to act like They`re so hard and shit But you always got to realize, nigga You ain`t bulletproof And your body ain`t bulletproof At any given time You can get your ass fucking blown the fuck off This motherfucking place the Earth So don`t never think a nigga ain`t watching I got somebody watching Yeah, you know what time it is
[Lil Wyte] I`m a motherfucking... [Chorus - 2x] Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic (3x) Static addict, static addict, crazy with the gun
Gimme a Glock, gimme a 4-5 And I would be straight Might make it through the day But by the night I`d need two AKs A couple of sets of extra clips And some ham sandwiches The po-pos know me And their used to my shananagans I run the set, man, causing chaos everywhere Wanna make a bet, man I`ll have you pulling out your hair This is a have-to-do job But on a need-to-know basis Don`t keep your eyeballs on the prize Don`t keep up with the faces I roll with murderers, robbers Drug dealers, killers, and rapists Also an army on the porch With plenty rockets a`waitin Come test my patience, fool And find out how Lil Wyte will react I`ll have these haters, fool Flopping like some fish on their back They got me fucked up I`m about to load them trucks up When I get crazy then you Just might feel some hot stuff This was not on my agenda I was just only playing But since you`re testing my gangsta It`s too damn late for praying
[Chorus - 2x]
Automatic gun fire busting at you hoes To get my point across You got raw bullet to your dome Is what I`m about to toss Sold me a short sack Now you about to feel the trauma Sulfuric acid, so clogged In a pine box for your momma What am I about to do Some says you already know Bring your family in this? No! I ain`t as cool as you folks This shits between me and you But between you and me I got a feeling it might be all up to G-O-D And you can talk all of the trash You want it don`t even matter As long as my album keep selling My pockets gonna get fatter I guess the static is because I am the chosen one Deadly circumstances come with job Better have your gun You might be found bleeding Seeking for the perpetrator Something tells me he real far And you won`t find him, player Quit your crying, bitching And your whining, hating Faking, fronting I`ll run your ass up up off the block `Cause I`m a motherfucking
Static addict, static addict, loco with that automatic (3x) Static addict, static addict, crazy with the gun
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