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Pistol Pistol
作詞 VON CARLISLE/SHAUN HOLTON/RUFUS JOHNSON/MARSHALL MATHERS/ONDRE MOORE/DENAUN PORTER 
作曲 VON CARLISLE/SHAUN HOLTON/RUFUS JOHNSON/MARSHALL MATHERS/ONDRE MOORE/DENAUN PORTER
D12
Yeah. Welcome to Ametyville. Detroit nigga.
The reason why rappers gotta pack pistols.
Why is that?

Chorus
Slick criminal weakness shit.
I spit you like a bullet cant act.
That just missed and hit you
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
Need a anthem to amp you and the shit to
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool
Sorry officer I don't care I'm best to get you
But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol

Nigga we violently active. So fuck with us, see I'm backwards
I slap niggas and crush bitches. Just for askin'
They musta been wantin to meet the Lord
When my parents talk to me they got mean mugged and ignored
They was huntin' through my closet. Seen drugs on the floor
Shells from the 44 scattered over they porch
Bustin' pistols in your windows with intentions to destroy
You tryin to break them as they conversate, bitch, I do it for you
Catch me laughin' at your funeral when they lower you
You and yo ho, you gots to go. Bitches die slow and horrible
There's no tomorrow for any nigga, we'll shower you
We young, strapped, and powerful and I ain't gotta lie to you

Stepped in the door, wavin' the 44.
Blazin' at po-po. Escapin' to lay low
They call my toungue yayow, but I spit fire
I lick 5 inside a fuckin' dick rider
The clip slider, love to blast a mack,
You fag, you love being asked to ass
Grab a gun by the nose with a butt to gat spank ya
Never say that I'm a gangster? now that's gangster
Y'all niggas sound like Jigga while act like Pac
Yo my trigger got the flu and this gat might cough
It ain't nuttin' to tell, empty shells for the witness
I'm the hot nigga that's gon' put hell out of business
It won't be the same since we touchin' the game
Make the hardest nigga in a crew tuck in his chain
Y'all think the shits a game and I'm bluffin' for fame
I'll squeeze off this Tek until nothin' remains

Chorus
Slick criminal weakness shit.
I spit you like a bullet cant act.
That just missed and hit you
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
Need a anthem to amp you and the shit to
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool
Sorry officer I don't care I'm best to get you
But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol

The only time that I make peace is when I'm close to one
Cause I don't know what's waitin' for me when my vocals are done
Told the gun, it's my way of life and it works
These cowardly niggas'll put your fuckin life in the dirt
Cause it was wrong how they lefy my dogg
He was priceless, alone in the streets bleedin', starin'
Layin' lifeless. That's why I'm heated
You never know who starts creepin'
Wakin' you up with AK's while you lie sleepin'
I'd rather pack the heat and not need it
Rather than need one and not have it
I married this glock-matic
Nowhere without my gun

You know the sound when I'm spinnin' round
Spittin' these rounds from 4 ounds while whole crowd
Screamin' as loud from eight miles as they possibly allowed
Nothin is parallel to makin' you carousel aerial somersault
Like fast wheels to a pair of shells.
Than not to carry the nine where I go
Bullets whistle to hit you while I'm shootin' at 5-0
So semi-automatic with static's to midol's
Spittin like Columbine kids in Colorado

Chorus
Slick criminal weakness shit.
I spit you like a bullet cant act.
That just missed and hit you
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
Need a anthem to amp you and the shit to
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool
Sorry officer I don't care I'm best to get you
But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol

This is nine to turn a soft into a hard rock.
It'll make Jehovah witnesses think before they knock
It'll make your grandmother come out of her purse
It'll make Limp Bizkit get rid of Fred Durst
It'll make Holyfield start fightin
It'll make Mace say'Fuck Church'and go back to writin
It'll make Shyne say he sound like Biggie Smalls
It'll make Rkelly give respect to Aaron Hall
It'll make Chrispher Reeves start walkin
It'll make a dog with no voice suddenly start barkin
It'll make a nun turn into a filthy slut
It'll make the hardest pit bull turn into a fuckin mut
It'll make the Muslim dye his hair blonde
It'll make the red necks start readin the Holy Koran
It'll make lke stop beatin Tina
It'll make Slim Shady fall back in love with Christina

Chorus
Slick criminal weakness shit.
I spit you like a bullet cant act.
That just missed and hit you
I say the type of shit parents slit their wrists to
Need a anthem to amp you and the shit to
Too many enemies on my list to sift through
Nobody got my back in this bitch but this tool
Sorry officer I don't care I'm best to get you
But I don't go nowhere without my pistol pistol

You better have a A. Cause if you don't, you finished flat out
Sorry cops? fuckin pigs
Fuck around and get popped with no hesitation
Straight up. Where the fuck we stay at?
Straight up. Where the fuck we stay at?
Fuck around with us. Ametyville

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