One Shot One Kill

Guess who's back, it ain't a fuckin' question
 They know the name 'bout the presence of a livin' legend
 Fuck what you heard it's murda, murda, you gon' need protection
 Some niggas blinded, couldn't see, so look for me to come and give direction
 Who hold the crown, it ain't no conversation
 (?) unless you payin' homage, remain the hottest
 Niggas can't stop us, that's just being honest
 And makin' hits, I never had problems munchin' at the apartment
 Don't get me started, don't compare me to the newest, nigga
 For everyone of you, there's a hundred more and I watch them comin' home
 My track record ain't coincidental
 And these verses is like hearses consistently killin' all with instrumentals
 Tell me, fuck what would ya'll do without me?!
 Kill yourself or even think of something crazy 'bout me
 I'm like I leave your fuckin' champ, now watch me rope a dope
 Just watch him choke, cause everythin' I drop is dope
 Now watch 'em all go up in smoke
 I came here to raise hell, I can't lie
 One shot, one kill, it's real, I ain't hidin'
 You on't shoot one shot if you ain't ready to die
 And never get it fucked up, I got shooters for hire
 Cause you don't want it, I have you like aye aye
 Better back the fuck up, over guns so I try
 I had weak shit, we'll never slide, I despise
 You are now not in the presence of nice guys
 Look, what the fuck, I was just chillin' in the cut
 And no beginners, only winners run amok, you runners up
 You funny fuck like twenty bucks, I know your slut will let me fuck
 I told my city "Hold me down", now look how high they hold me up
 I'm Kobe clutch, I hold my nuts till I was old enough to cuss
 Was kissin' bitches after lunch, now that's a muthafuckin' rush
 Still in highschool, I was fuckin' niggas bitches on the hush
 So no questions, it's no panties in a muthafuckin' must
 It's the peoples rapper, I ain't no rapper
 I'm the rapture on the mornin' after
 You lackin' passion, you ain't bad, you just a wack distraction
 I can't relax cause I feel the magic smashin', Tony Braxton
 Where your sisters at? Let's get it crackin'
 Look, I was young, I was broke
 Had no hope, so I wrote, that's how I cope
 I went hard with no results
 New approach, same truth
 Just get ready, aim, shoot, then get bing, bang, woof
 So they better bring troops because...
 I came here to raise hell, I can't lie
 One shot, one kill, it's real, I ain't hidin'
 You on't shoot one shot if you ain't ready to die
 And never get it fucked up, I got shooters for hire
 Cause you don't want it, I have you like aye aye
 Better back the fuck up, over guns so I try
 I had weak shit, we'll never slide, I despise
 You are now not in the presence of nice guys
 It's fuckin' murder, baby
 I'm tryna hurt 'em, baby
 I know you heard me, baby
 Feel like I'm goin' crazy
 It's fuckin' murder, baby
 Run, run, run, the cops almost got me
 Another tear drop, another fuckin' body
 Uh, uh, uh, another fuckin' body
 Uh, uh, uh, another body
 Uh, uh, uh, another body
 Uh, uh, uh, another body
 Uh, uh, uh, another fuckin' body, body