BLACK THE RIPPER Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Guess I'll clock in
Sizing up coffins
Do me a favor
For once and hop in
Save me time
Got major crimes
To solve
Get mine when I'm involved
Flee the scene
Wondering
What it all means
Could it be just a bad dream
Head on a swivel
Ease up a little
Cut you a break
Right down the middle
Too sadistic
Banned ballistics
Tracked you perps
Like I'm a mystic
Serve and protect
Do wellness checks
Think that's free
Nah I come and collect
Lowlife cogs
For the Black Market
My dawgs
Drag ass on ya carpet
Got leverage
Funds to hemorrhage
Finishing touches on your
Beverage
Cruel methods
No ethics
Certified maniac government vetted
Whew
Must be new in town
When I'm in rooms
You'd best bow down
Fat cat in y'all's rat race
Fixed with no trace
Try to get yours but
Know your place
Killing for scraps
I do it pro bono
Wires tapped but
We're alone though
To the Sickness
Y'all are just symptoms
Sole witness
Y'all lack wisdom
I'll fix this
Cleanse the system
Death's my mistress
You have kissed them
Hit my licks take bricks and then I'm gone
Got a guy on speed dial at the Pentagon
Make your case doc read like Rashomon
New deal cold steel for your bullion
Wet work mixed with pleasure
Stop or your spine will sever
My name
Ooh so clever
Work for who, me
Never
Outlook cynical
Rep despicable
Op sec air tight
Input's minimal
Move in silence
But-that's no fun
I'll choose violence
Then-plant your gun
You're just toys
Of use for the boys
We could book ya
But y'all make noise
Raid your house
Fuck your couch
Say it was you
And the judge will vouch
Call yourself big thug
Got it in our bugs
Contemplating
How you'd roll
In a rug
Mid plague
But I'll honor your ask
K.I.A.
So I'll drop my mask
Guess I'll clock in
Sizing up coffins
Do me a favor
For once and hop in
Save me time
Got major crimes
To solve
Get mine when I'm involved
Flee the scene
Wondering
What it all means
Could it be just a bad dream
Head on a swivel
Ease up a little
Cut you a break
Right down the middle
Black the Ripper
At your service
Life is worthless
Don't get nervous
Squirm too much
It'll ruin my mood
Take my cut
Like playing with food
Shoot up the house where ya momma snoring
Hit up the strip then show next morning
Got both hands on the smoking gun
Pulled the trigger back just for fun
Do as I please
Cold killer with a SWAT team
Have your side piece
Swinging from an I-beam
Get smart
Listen to me
Open the safe
And I'll let you see
You don't call cops
They call me
Do what I want
Then slip scot free
Schedules made
Your deadline's looming
Murder's my trade
And business's booming