Lyrics Firing Squad - A.B. Original, Hau

Firing Squad

You can tell when they sweatin' and they breathe hard
Hit the pipe and then he turn into a Scream mask (Hey, there)
Drop-a-grand-on-a-gram-type scenario
Now they deeper in the pipe than Mario (Sup, Luigi?)
Try that shit over in Bali, bro
You’d be in a prison gettin' beaten with a garden hose
Eating with the rats, all the scraps off the floor (Yum)
Garnish it with blood from the scabs on your jaw (Delicious)
The friendliest’ll turn into the envious
Dumped their moral compass and got higher than Dikembe is
Mutumbo, dumbo, your point’s fuckin' jumbo
Eyes on the prize left them lookin' like Columbo
My squad said you wanna diss me
All alone with your homie chasing all them twin peaks (Nah)
Said they like Lance without the cancer
Told them all them drugs they doing are not enhancing the squad (Hey)
From the front to the back, bullets over the track
From the firing squad (Hey)
No, a vest ain’t special, it can’t protect
From the firing squad (Hey)
You can hear us coming but there ain’t no running
From the firing squad (Hey)
Do as you’re told, put on your blindfold
It’s the firing squad
Direct from Methlehem
Jesus Christ, put down the pipe
Actin' like Bjork from the land of ice
If they hand you your change, you better count that twice
The only thing you can count is the men from mice
You’re about to deal with the myth, the legend
Nice with the the fist but now I reach for the weapon (You push me)
They put the meth in the method, the sess in the essence
Talk but they step in the presence (Coward)
Scorin' points, on the court, they was trouble
Last week, fucked around and got a triple-double
Best there ever was, best there ever will be
Blindfolds on when the squad’s in the building
Jon Snow, a song of fire and ice
The marksmen are nice and they’re firing right
Can’t look me in the eye, reciting your lies
You’re fuckin' kidding me
Now the squad take you out your misery (Brrap)
From the front to the back, bullets over the track
From the firing squad (Hey)
No, a vest ain’t special, it can’t protect
From the firing squad (Hey)
You can hear us coming but there ain’t no running
From the firing squad (Hey)
Do as you’re told, put on your blindfold
It’s the firing squad
What you gonna say when I’m up in your face
And then what happens next is how you react?
What you gonna do when the roof’s closing in
And then all you can see is a mountain of black?
What you gonna say when I’m up in your face
And then what happens next is how you react?
What you gonna do when the roof’s closing in
And then all you can see is a mountain of black?