Sodoma Gomora, King Gordy - Cold Hearted lyrics

Uh (Uh, uh, uh) king Gordy
(King Gordy, King Gordy, King Gordy)
DeSade (DeSade, DeSade, DeSade) ha, ,  yeah
Sodoma Gomora

Don't try to run now 'cause the gun's out
(Yep) wishing you could get up
Out this shit somehow  (Please)
You are not really that ready for artillery
 heavy-assault, killing your parents
Accelerants
Block sizzling hot, I'm not eating this
Glock and eating no reasoning, please
I'm not listening (Fuck you)
Get the funerals' ready 'cause this
Wound's gon' be messy
Put a noose on his neck, beat him, shoot him
Behead him (yeah)
Dammit, this plan was mastered
Where the matters were drastic
I broke the rules
Chose to use terrorist tactics
(Ha ha ha ha ha)
But surely I'll hit you with shit ya like
(Uh, huh)
Move swifter than ninjas on ninja bikes
(Okay) my heart gets cold as Michigan nights
(Nights)
I got my targets into my sights (Sights)
Hope my shit is precise (ise)
See it's like deer hunting, well damn near
See the hood is the woods and
Your man's the damn deer