本视频歌词:
How many fools can I kill today?
Too many to count, dont get in my way
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Freedom fightin machine, big-ass hatchet in hand
Whyd you have to kill my bros? Im-a slash your face, man
Im a very skilled assassin killin dudes in ones and twos
Blood flowin like a river, need a box of tissues
When Im huntin, I be stuntin, you can never find me
In the bushes, in the hay stacks, in your mothers laundry
Watch me comin, free runnin, up the walls like a boss
What you lookin at, bitch? Taste my tomahawk chop!
How many fools can I kill today?
Too many to count, dont get in my way
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
From Boston to NY, always up to no good
Dont know how I can see out this big-ass hood
Walkin through the crowds touchin you on the back
Using my hidden blade for a secret attack
Jumpin off of giant buildings like I was a super man
Use your momma as a meat shield every time that I can
Take a break from the war to hunt for some meat
What? A mans gotta eat...
How many fools can I kill today?
Too many to count, dont get in my way
I shoot a mofo in the throat with my bow
Tomahawk chop is my death blow
Up first in the verse feel the clack of wooden teeth
Bread and butter, lift the covers and youll find the fu**in heat
Revolution I lead, with the world I got beef
I dig my wigs powdered, wear boxers- I dont wear briefs
You cant step up to me and my gang
Horse and carriage, drive bys, bullet in the chamb
Ridin over your clique like the Delaware, son
Ill get my face on that dollar after this sh*ts done
How many fools can I kill today?
Too many to count, dont get in my way
I shoot those mofos in the face with my bow
Tomahawk chop is my death blow