I Ain't Goin' Out Like That
COMMIN' OUT DA SLUMS!!! It's da
hoodlums I'm pullin' my gat out
on all you bums So bring it on when
you wanna come fight this Outlaw,
I'll kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress
Hill Kill, I'll bust that grill Grab
my gat, and load up the steel And
if you wanna get drastic I'll pull
out my blasted glock, automatic, Synthetic
material, bury your blocks-n-mortar Headed
down to da Mexican border Smokin'
that smellie, Northern Cali, Gonna
put a slug in Captain O'Malley Ho,
hum-Hear the gat come Boooooommmmmm! Let
me see what you'll do when you're
sent to kill a man But I'll be damned
if I don't take a stand We ain't
goin' out like that We ain't goin'
out like that "We ain't goin' out!" We
ain't goin' out like that We ain't
goin' out like that "We ain't goin'
out!" We ain't goin' out like that We
ain't goin' out like that "We ain't
goin' out!" We ain't goin' out like
that "We ain't goin' out like that!" I'm
high strung Click I'm sprung 'Cause
I don't live on the hum-drum Where
I'm from the gats'll be smokin' I'll
be damned if ya think I'm jokin' Know
that I come with the static, erratic,
.45 automatic Screamin' at ya-the
red lights beamin' at ya No need
to run after the punk-ass who'd run
up to my crew Dig the grave for
the one who got played Now he's
under Don't make me wonder why 'cause
you'll testify We ain't goin' out
like that I got to thinkin' "What
the fuck is this?" Lettin' you know
I take care of business Can I get
a witness? To verify when I'm to
bring this style That makes you
ecstatic Tragic, when I get a poof
of the magic buddha When I roll
with my crew I betcha one time can't
find my hooda! Hits'll be hitting
with the belt unbuckled (I don't
know this line) Pig rollin' up but
he ain't that subtle Pulled to da
curb So we exchange a few words But
he got me stirred up "Ought not
to grab the handcuffs. I'll huff-n-puff-n-blow
ya head of!" We ain't goin' out
like that EAT A BOWL OF DICK UP!!
GEEEYEAH!!
*love teto*