Kamikaze Loon Fatal Intentions lyrics

V1. They label me fatal calculating my every step one wrong move now you thru now may your soul be at rest my intent is to get bent represent for the set cuz I'm a vet leaving niggaz wet when I blast with the fuccin Tec it's obvious we the best I expect nothing less don't try to test cuz nigga I chin checc & break neccs I must confess I'm obsessed with darkness & sex if you blessed with evilness money ain't the key to success but never the less I'm on a quest to manifest I'm fitted in blacc trench vest & mac tecs I took the pledge then I bled red on the goathead and shed my innocence I'm possessed
Chorus: I'm dumping with Tecs that spit hollow tips up in the clip I don't give a shit watch the guts rip and the blood drip unload the clip reload it keep busting till I empty it unload the clip reload it keep busting till I empty it unload the clip reload it keep busting till I empty it
V2. Leaving a trail of dead bodies they call me Kamikaze I leave the scene cloudy when I am popping with the chopper dumping with hollow tip heart stoppers slugs open up chest pieces like a surgical doctor sniping niggaz like Malvo Mohammed The Prophet my Ebonics are laced with Chronic I'm a True Blue Hog just like Sonic my bullets are traveling faster then super sonic hit ya with the boom like sonic with more heat then the Hawaiian Tropics transform every full moon take my place in front of my troops my pacc of wolves nigga we marching to the sounds of doom on a mission to destroy mankind and everything that stands in our way fatal intentions is on our mind you bestah pray when you see my face Chorus
V3. This murder shit has becoming a habit dodging in and out of traffic letting niggaz fuccin have it paccing full metal jaccets extended clips up in the Mac Ten out 4 action like Jackson when it comes to blasting Ima cannon fein 4 cabbage like a rabbit when I'm on the 211 spree jaccin I'm the Black Widow in the Aracnaphobia Attic Ima Lunacydal Savage tossing dead bodies in the dumpster trashcan hex the world with my Black Magic strapped with fully auto gadgets Chorus

Bonus Verse: You muthafuccas is fuccin with real killers quicc on the trigga serving slugs you might as well call me a slug dealer a bad ass nigga steady mobbin with mob figures and my intentions is to get with ya & hit ya with the muthafuccin madness lace the world with my Black Magic strapped with fully loaded automatics they chasing the Dragon but they moving in slow mo fucc the po po's heated with the twin double 4's ain't no nigga bad as me graduated from the Killas Academy gradually wipe them out as fatal casualities diggin a ditch a pit for a snake bitch and a tricc it seems all these quicc toungues is plotting on me niggaz don't locc on my blocc we got K's and gloccz constantly on the run from the cops living do or die will never stop running off at the mouth niggaz will be quicc to bury ya I'm from the L.A Area where adversaries get burried rest in piss in the cemetary no love from the slums so I have no choice but to ride for the murder one Red Rum