Welcome back to the middle of the storm
I hope you know who you are fucking with
I hope you know
Verse 1:
I know that you think you are hella cool but damn bra
I have photos of you and what you do on camera
The police coming over and they're saying hands up
Cuz they found my hamper
Full of clothes that'll show I am the
One who did it, I admit it
Mask and a pair of gloves
I came for that ass to tear it up
You basic bitch you lame as shit I came to get revenge
Maybe you won't play with him again
Watch what you say or you can lay up in
A ditch tonight
So sick inside
Don't trip I might
Just get inside
My whip and drive
And come hit you while you skipping by
Don't piss this guy off
You soft and you fake get tossed in the lake
I'm not gonna wait
Imma find your whereabouts and where you live
And imma come and put a gun to your head and pop it okay
You faggot ass piece of shit
Grab a gat squeeze a clip
Have a cat bleeding - rat a tat - leave him
Maddy snapped he's a prick
But you a bitch too
All the shit you made me sit thru, Imma get you
And teach your ass a lesson not to fuck around with this dude
Hook:
Time and time again I find myself sitting here with a grin up on my face
Don't be looking at me sideways
I'm coming to get em'and nobody know what I'm doing
I'm finna be ready to kill em'
And when I be doing it you gonna be looking at me like homie I'm sorry
I don't care tho
Verse 2:
You make me so mad I hope that you know that
I mean it it's true
Please believe it I do
Leaving him bleeding and blue
You could be leaving this evening
Thinking of creepin and squeezing
He is not even a dude he is a bitch
Yo why you hate that dude so much you should loosen up
Wanna know why I hate that guy so much
Yes I do
He's a stupid fuck
Imma take his mouth imma glue it shut
Imma break him down imma prove his bluff
Better get it togehter
Before I get up and let off a fucking clip in your sweater
And I remove you nuts
You ain't shit to me you never have or will be
I still think you're a fucking fag for real B
I'm filthy, in a body bag you will leave
For you to get rid of it gonna have to kill me
I do it legitimate you are stupid; an idiot
If you wanna get it over let's do it and finish it
Sinister mood and I'm finna get a Ruger to spit at ya
Motherfucker better know or get a clue when I visit him
This is straight murder, you a late learner
So I made a song and put it on a tape for ya
Homicidal promise I will have you taste burner
You ain't coming home so have nobody wait for ya
It could have went a different way but you had shit to say
So now I gotta go and get that pistol
Grip that shit and split ya face
Still in disarray, cuz of all the shit you say
So if you trippin' go get a clip and pull that shit and it's ya day
Hook:
Time and time again I find myself sitting here with a grin up on my face
Don't be looking at me sideays
I'm coming to get em'and nobody know what I'm doing
I'm finna be ready to kill em'
And when I be doing it you gonna be looking at me like homie I'm sorry
I don't care tho
I will end you completely
Done