Hello there, everyone. This is a track made with N.Hollow, I hope you'll enjoy it. I created the beat, N.Hollow performed with his vocals, Flyghtning mixed everything together and mastered. Art has been made by Marika.
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Text:
[Verse 1]
Don’t fuck with me I’m a loner
Fill up Pinkie’s cannon with them boulders
Best that you run, ‘less you want that barrel of the gun
Pull that damn trigger for fun
Now who wants some more I got them bullets for four
Load up the tec and .44 storm your house
with the choppa I’m am a Tartarus monster
Anyone else an imposter

[Verse 2]
Aye, Imma Bash all their brains out
’til you can’t even clean the stains wow
I might fuck around and stab a bloody
spear right through their taints wow
Might hear them scream that’s my
sheen, then I clear the bodies no crime scene
Guards pulling up right behind me
Gonna be a massacare ’til I bleed

[Verse 3]
Now you hear the banshees howling
View me as a threat, you get
wet, got a super soaker with a jet
Ride out and I splash ‘em I might
blast ‘em like I’m Steve the dragon
Hold up, hold up, that’s a cause
you just do not wanna fuck with
Imma spray all of you fuckwits get to
duckin’, else you might buck the bucket
Stab you with poison joke, I got the antidote
but you will have to come at to ask somemore
Where did I get the vial hidden, then get
bed-ridden, no family or friends here to visit
Yuh, I killed them all in they sleep
Aye, nopony is fucking with me
Aye, glock by my side for a chit chat
Aye, when it talk you hear the clip clap
Boom, ooh might get the ruger
Teach you a lesson like tutors
Cheerilee ain’t smiling cheerily
My prescence has got them all fearing me
Fuck with me bitch, hey
You can run and eat shit, hey
Suck on this D trick, hey
Then I smashed that motherfucker to pieces
Sun and moon can’t save you now
You might rise up homie but I’ll take you down
So say it loud, might let off like 8-0 rounds
Have you rot then Imma let your brain go foul, ughh