Beastie Boys Paul's Boutique Looking Down The Barrel Of A Gun (Beastie Boys/Dust Bros.) I'mmmmm... Rolling down the hill I'm snowballing getting bigger An explosion in the chamber the hammer from the trigger I seen him get stabbed I watched the blood spill out He had more cuts than my man Chuck Chillout 24 is my age and 22 is my gauge I'm writing rhymes on a page I'm going off in a rage Cause I'm out on a mission a stolen car mission Had a little problem with the transmission 3 on the train in the middle of the night I have this steak on my head cause I got into a fist fight Life comes in phases take the good with the bad You bought the coins on the street holmes... and you got had Because it's all high spirit you know you gotta hear it Don't touch the mic baby don't come near it It's gonna get you it's gonna get you It's gonna get you girl it's gonna get you Looking down the barrel of a gun Son of a gun son of a bitch Getting paid getting rich Ultra violence be running through my head Cole Madenia y'all making me see red Rapid fire Louie like Rambo got bullets I'm a gonna die harder like my kid Bruce Willis I love girlies waxing and milking Cordniating chimp is my man Dave Smokie Predetermined destiny is who I am You got your finger on the trigger like the Son of Sam I am Like Clockwork Orange going off on the town I've got homeboys bonanza to beat your ass down Well I'm mad at my desk and I'm writing all curse words Expressing my aggressions through my schizophrenic verse words You're a headless chicken chasin' a sucker free basin Looking for a fist to put your face in Well get hip, get hip don't slip you knuckle heads Racism is schism on the serious tip |
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