Rozz Dyliams - Bust A Cap lyrics

My wall it is a pantry and
My gun safe is my bedroom
To end you I just have to pop
My clip and proceed to behead you
Nothin but lead is on the menu
Mane buts what’s to blame
Other than the actions of
A braggadocios lemon lame
I’m Boss Hogg in the game
I’ll rob you for everything
This 9 I’ll go straight through yo
Skull and disintegrate your brain
Cause, I don’t eat if I don’t gain
I bring the pain every time
That I make a stang
I gotta let the bullets rain and pound
In yo head like some thunder mane
I’m reaching for my mask and you
Know that in full of funk
I gotta catch you in a dim lit street
And let me bullets run a train

I’ve resurrected the spirit of Clinton Brady
So I know you fear the
Fact that he communicates
Through ouija boards and fog on the mirror
I got this hatred in my soul
And murder is my job
And I can feel his presence coming
On stronger every time I rock
I have no love and so this
9 is what gets my devotion
For me animosity is more of a God
And less of an emotion
I am the basket case familiar
With the duckin' chase
Talking shit I load my clip and
Shoot you in the fucking face