Let me loose

chill x Six Months empty

Come on motha fucka let me loose Ima wrap this noose Ima let you choose Come on motha fucka let me loose Fuck this ima drop this roof Oo Bang bang and hang a mother fucka Rang deaths door bell You come knockin Ima come answerin Talk talk talkin Clack clack clackin Clackin all night till we get it right Aim for the head and I know they dead when they hit the ground Fall to the floor No more bed but a box or a bag or a urn Watch em burn No more Turns in life once youre in my fight, in my sights, this is your lime light, to busy being about the height and the hype, I know youre type The type ripe for the takin After all your fakin It all Ends in pistols shakin And Bodys breakin Come on motha fucka let me loose Let me loose Let me loose On the drop of a pin Ill commit a sin Pow pow catch a ten or a nine or a .38 Find out a little bit too late Could skate by Or catch it straight to the face Its all down to fate Ill put you in your place Dominate Send this nigga to outer space Outer space with my ace of spades Drop the bass then a classic brass casket Come on mother fucker let me loose Let me loose Let me loose