[Intro: Karm The Tool & Yung Skayda]
Good morning, New Tokyo!
We’re coming hot this morning with clear skies all day and night this beautiful Sunday
Kinda makes you forget about this whole Antivirus thing, right?
Programming [?] due to a break in [?] (What the fuck? Bo- Bo- Boxcutters)
[Verse 1: Karm The Tool]
I'm staring at myself
When I look down at this choppa on my belt
If I was a gun I wouldn't have to go to jail
Ay, fuck it
Dump a clip they put me on a shelf
Dump a clip they put you in a cell
When I split these niggas ducking
Five f-f-five bullets that be cutting
Through a nigga throat it face fuck 'em
Lil' nigga, stop duckin'
T-t-turn this nigga head into a Gusher
If I was a choppa, I would stutter
[Verse 2: Karm The Tool]
(Damn your skin soft
God damn and that boy like to talk)
You’re listening to Clay Radio
(Okay if you got a problem I'ma get that shit solved
One- one shot, two shot zero days off)
T-t-three shot because you have a boy that was involved
F-f-four shots for yourself 'cause your boy gone
And the fifth shot is for the next kid that pick me up
Still got two in the clip, hope he keep it tucked
There's blood on yo' teeth and blood in yo' eyes
Don't get no blood on yo piece, its stuck in my slide
Every day you wake up closer to god
Every night I watch you sleepin', see you itchin' to die
You bitchin', I'm hot
Your wrist stay locked
You killed him
My barrel aimed towards the chest of a civilian
Taxes, I'ma need billions
Make me rich so they can give me to your children
Fuck them and fuck you too
Fuck the subjects that they made up and they taught you in school
They can't hear you
You just screamin' help 'til you blue
Fuck that bully, believe me, I can bully 'em too
[Chorus: Karm The Tool]
(I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah
Stuff me with a clip, then cock it back and go wild
Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah
With one of me, boy, you can take the whole town
Put ya foot down, gun metal bust out, bah
Pull my trigger with ya thumb and go down
Hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah)
If I ain't out there, ain't no bodies being found
(I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out) Bah
Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah
I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah
Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah
[Verse 3: Yung Skayda]
(Loud bang)
Rearrange your face
Put you in your place
(Thirty clip)
Put it to your brain
Fill you up with hate
(Fat shell)
Poppin out your forehead
Like it was vein
(Hot shell)
Servin' em to order like a hot cake
In your flesh
I'm creating tunnels
I boom on command just because I think it's fun to
I kick-kick back, I'm actin' like I know kung fu
Put holes in ya body, not the one I bust nuts too
Complicated
Big glicks I think are my fixation
Hold one and my eyes get dilated
Dare you to come try-
(And take me
Leave your ass leakin' like a lake be
Missin', they like where his ass been at as of lately)
If I was I gun I wouldn't have a say so
I'd have to bang and they would not explain no
It could be that chain look nice or that bankroll tight
If that whip too fly, someone might just take your life
Y'all be hackin' and slashin'
I'm runnin' and gunnin'
(Banana clip)
Make him soft
Tear him up like a gummy
Smart when you got your popper but if not you're a dummy
Make his smile permanent just for thinkin' shit funny
Try to get at me, I get my get back right back
(Buckshot) Make him sleep like a nightcap
(Smoke a sucka) No remorse 'cause l'm like that
Show him a photo of his mother then ignite that, uh
I don't argue with these rappers, I know that I'm betta
Shove a pussy in the way, to live, I'd do whatever
Rearrange a pussy face in the name of some cheddar
(If I was a gun) I hope I get picked up by a killer
[Chorus: Karm The Tool]
I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah
Stuff me with a clip, then cock it back and go-
-Hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah
With one of me, boy, you can take the whole town
Put ya-
(Foot down, gun metal bust out, bah
Pull my trigger with ya thumb and go down
Hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah
If I ain't out there-)
(Ain’t no bodies being found)
I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah
Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah
I put my foot down, gun metal-
Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah
I put my foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah
Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah
-Foot down, gun metal, bust out, bah
Put ya hood up, tuck it, bust it, bah
[Outro: Karm The Tool, Jumper & Cyber]
Bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah- (Whistling)
Bah-
Eboy!
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
(NEGATIVE INTERACTIVE)
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[Robotic Voice]
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