CALLING OUT PSINXS

[GOTTIGOTSHOT]

all of this here, aint even deep in to it/
this shit i shouldnt grip, so i put it in music/
trust lil buddy, tha tre pound smooch hard/
shitll kiss you to death, den leave a print up in ya car/
you aint nun special, im real tho/
ill leave you in a all white cast like tha seinfield show/
i aint going no further get used to it/
cuz this shit aint cuttin me a check or moving units/
but im just doing it for fun, so keep ya arms wide to tha sides/
shitll have you lookin like 3:45/
in ya face, or on tha face on my watch dats tickin/
bullets gon enter ya body, till tha four fifth get to clickin/
see im just too nice, so hands back quit typing/
muthafucka i spit electric crack, brick lightening/
yeah i called you out, and had quite tha good reason/
i spit more fuckin heat, then any damn season/
so just get it like this, one by one fall back!!/
cuz wen i get like this, one by one....just fall back/
this muthafuckin scripture'll lay you all flat/
shitll leave you face up on tha pavement indeed/
now you can say at ya back is tha streets!!! bitch!!!!