Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bullet Holes, artist - Mr. Knight OwlAlbum song Mixtape, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.07.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: East Side
Song language: English
Bullet Holes |
This is how it sounds when a cuete explodes |
Click click bang bang |
Bullet holes is out of your close |
Everyone knows |
Give me your gun n I’ll shoot |
Sinking my aim n I’ll shoot, you |
Give me the reason to do all the things that I do |
Foo you ain’t no friend of me |
Claiming your a head of me |
I’m smoking at the methefenemy |
I’m tripin like I said id be |
I’ll treat you like an enemy |
I’ll pack your gun so heavealy |
I’m stacking up artillary |
Into your wounds no remedy |
This ones for those fake ass wanna be rapers tryna be hard-core |
Passing through my streets your gona get bullets in your car door |
N far more just stay the fuck away before you start war |
Lil Cuete’s here n you know hes up far more |
Within the intestion my soldiers filled with aggression |
With infections n sesions n sections they mention injections |
Confessions of my aggression |
Relievin tention no stresin |
Suggestions of my redemption |
Leave your face down in direction |
I’m not saying I’m the best right now |
But I’ll b one of the best around |
I’m shooting them up |
N I’m letting them down w/ my brother n our little gato |
U know that hes ready to take on the rap |
N I’ll be the one the sending them back |
Wipping the fingerprints off of my gap |
Becuz we already know were you be at |
This is how it sounds when a cuete explodes |
Click click bang bang |
Bullet holes is out of your close |
Everyone knows |
Give me your gun n I’ll shoot |
Sinking my aim n I’ll shoot, you |
Give me the reason to do all the things that I do |
I’ll make you gone like we tired with out even a start |
U had no chance to begin because I came for your heart |
My flows are piercing your skull and sinking into your brain |
One on one I’m the only maniak that can hang |
Tried to turn mine against me but itll never work |
N now knowing that your hating I say bak with a smurk |
U might of went on tour but never holding the mic |
So dnt get all excided because I’ll rok it all night |
I’m ready to kill them like I’ll never resor like Armageddon |
U know that I’m keeping a dub ya u know that I’m keeping a dusk you must |
Incredible fagets do look at me and look at |
You what the fuk was running through that fukn mind of urs |
U should have been rolling w/ me more to c the money filled in cases |
But now I still those fukn stupid smilling faces |
This is how it sounds when a cuete explodes |
Click click bang bang |
Bullet holes is out of your close |
Everyone knows |
Give me your gun n I’ll shoot |
Sinking my aim n I’ll shoot u |
Give me the reason to do all the things that I do |
Who got beef 4 it u want some of this like I got u dental |
Nada b loko busting through your residential |
The night w/ the weapon that’s loaded |
I’m the master keep on wasting |
Motherfuker u can’t hang me |
Better be trucha w/ my gang |
From the city of diego |
Puto porque fuk |
He wanted to bring the drama |
Motherfuker u got stuck |
I’m like 6 fools be trippin |
They better get out da way that I’m coming |
Pinchy leva here I come |
I feel that u better start running |
I’m better than most |
I’m loked out u b smoked thatll give it up |
Cause if u try the madiling cuete |
Simon well fuk u up. |