Desperate Measures Lyrics

Murder in the first degree, caution tape emergency

They gone learn not to play with me certainly

You ever re-route my journey

There ain't gone be no tropical sounds and birdies

Just hospital gowns a gurneys a thousands of doubts and worries

Carbine stabilizer kits with Glock switches

Rockets and rounds of thirties

It's treble I aim high, I suggest you stay muted

New compressor on the gun made my subs bass boosted

Rusty old shotty with the slugs taped to it

Fuck a razor, use a ninja star to get your face sutured for cheap

I can send your spirit to the clouds, overkill

I get board an pass the pistol, let my soldier pill

Hold the steel, inside of the guitar macs

Smell of the air plane, untill I fill it with gun smoke and broken wills

It's over for you listen, I'm back building the trap set

I shrug, then watch the metal snap over that rats neck

Your trash rep, reason we pulling up at your address

With fifths and beams to clip your wings, fuck up your lat spread

Desperate measures make or break the G's

They gone learn to not come play with me

Murder in the first degree, caution tape emergency

They gone learn not to play with me certainly

Clip is loaded, that's a healthy magazine detect motion

Know my record with this fifty, I a bust a head open

Front covered in blood, your dreads soaking red ocean

Even the dead can see that I ain't one to be bed woken

A Focused chess player study sequence recognition

Long range, I see pulses of birds beating in the distance

Four four ride the benches

Your bitch is in the way I'ma fire over that horse head

Like the logo for the pistons

Was raised where we played in sewers

Them days is what paved my movements

We went from playing Sega to Sega twelve gauge shooters

I a lift a can an dump, truck a op Ray Lewis

What y'all raven bout, garbage trash rappers that all done payed for clout

Cheerleading they fear beefing with me though

Listen G's, don't get killed over your ego

It's just a bar, just a line just a free throw

Until you see me there with two hammers, amigo

Desperate measures make or break the G's

They gone learn to not come play with me

Murder in the first degree, caution tape emergency

They gone learn not to play with me certainly