Crank

I feel like king kong snorting ***

You can't f**k with me this is foreplay

This is everything I told 'em I would portray

They're calling me a killer I guess murder is my forte

Never short changed gotta get my money up

Stacks in the duffel 'til I can't get the zipper shut

If they try and go to war I should wish them luck

'Cause all I fear is God so I could give a f**k

You will all fall victim to my plan

If you're looking for answers get in the line fan

Oh it gets hot in the kitchen hot as a cayenne

But I can handle the heat hotter than Iran

I am the man handing out toe tags

Your life in my hands throw bag

I've been in this a minute didn't you know that

Plus I've been waiting to go why should I hold back

There's no chance so the haters better pipe down

Get yourself in the zone for tonight's sound

If you want to get this song cut the lights out

We could do this right now we should do this right now

To all my people that belong in a padded room

With their caution to the wind save the attitude

All my dub heads all they see is blood red

They ask about the old me I tell them that he's f**king dead

He's f**king dead