T-rock – Let The Hammer Go lyrics

[Verse

1] Energized
and crunk for those who testing my path of destruction Gas
will be rubbing haters die from spontaneous combustion Conceive
a procedure for niggaz to bleed from the busting Putting
heads on platters slip the heat wit 3 G's and we bushing Triple
X-rated tramps I gotta show reefer for fucking lead
them to sucking with my intimate ego seduction my
habitat Atlanta tracks the, seed of corruption constantly
playing and engaging in meaningless fucking fatal
intentions breaking niggaz jaws and facial tendons ballistic
verbal and controversial like racial lengents scandalous
traders get erased by a vandalis playa trample
a fakeuh with more game then Los Angeles Raiders I
puff an L and get high as hell from the cannabis vapors you
can try your crime a million times it won't manage to fade us a
drout is coming so I'm hustling frantic for paper superior
dope and caliber smoke is what vanish invaders [Chorus]

For
you faggots in the place we gonna bring it to your door when
the match is in your face you be clinging to your ho but
if the gat is on my waste I'm gonna peel your fucking fro tell
me how the barrel taste when I let the hammer go [Verse

2] See
the game is cold the strangers bold to make my temperature frigider Ain't
no hide away you can die today my torture distributors and
I might resort to violence if my money is miniature cause
of after integers over took by a sinister attitude
smooth but my thoughts are actually brutal ass
kicking for cash missions yo status be crucial fast
thinking on 20's they glisten the matic is useful when
the war is in session its doing bastard removal You
claim you ironman ryu starter punk.. I know some worlds harder hot
as fire and gas leave more casualties than Pearl Harbor can
resort to that everyday I burn a quarter sack when I scorch a track backs
I shatter like a torture rack mommas
cry for what's dramatized and get murderous mummified
after homicide he's preservative why
I live according to the God because I'm merciless walk
up to Miami case you bytches want to burn with us [Chorus]

[Verse

3] Ever
since eleven I pursue it researching for knowledge when I'm clueless Innervision
my flicker my shit will blow up like lighter fluid Pussies
getting battered morning after my presence scattered Got
no time for slitting climbing up the entire ladder My
telekinesis crumble compared to this to pieces Haters
turn to pieces deleted when called by my Jesus Satan
got defeated when hell get it I
believe that soldiers who retreated got beheaded not quadriplegic Devouring
souls in blunts we keep the booter roll Doing
shows selling out coliseums like super bowls My
click smoking on toxins and die bitch Forced
to kill a doc keep my holiness that's my sidekick Shit
get very hot my scary plot to bury cops Pigs
go to smoking big reefer while in the Mariot Since
I'm rock solid my glock cock it the blocks logic Feds
infiltrate it watch I cream their ass like hot chocolate [Chorus]