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I'm a chicken hawk, for a chicken
Get paranoid when you hear my clickin'
Speakin' to the punk-ass
the bitch-ass styles I hit you like Deacon

Jones house, cough the bones
I rolled ya up and you like bones
Split the seed and you like clones
Don't start-me-up, 'cause I'm not the Stones

But I get with a little help from my friends
With the gubla, then I it round back to me again
I can make you famous Amos
as the last punk, when I stuck the gatt up his anus

Hear me grrra, howl
I got the night vision just like the old owl
I'm comin' ta fetch ya, yeah homes wet ya
Bury them under my home and

Cock the
Cock the hammer, time for action
the hammer
Cock the hammer, it's for action

Take my weapon, step into a new realm
And step back as I take up the
On the pirate ship I'm
Jump into gear and just realize what you're

The cannon's
my companions surroundin'
As my comes pounding
It's the captain,
Whole lotta gattin' with the out Latin

Bust
You're a red beard with a
duck quick 'cause ya might get dusted
Your gatt rusted, disgusted
Oh look away, look boy as I rush it

Yes, I know that you withstand it
Watch that ass 'cause punk I'll it
a steel-toe, how you feel now
When my boot stuck in that ass like a

Cry on a pillow, weeper that's
The Hill got the skill for the static like

Hmmm, what you talkin' `bout
Gimme as I light up the boom
Cock the hammer, wave the banner
Ever a glock go click like a camera?

Cock the
Cock the hammer, it's time for
the hammer
Cock the hammer, it's for action

the hammer
Cock the hammer, time for action
the hammer
Cock the hammer, it's time for