On Sight
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Lyrics
Fuck these other vatos, ese Get up, Chucky, get up Were you ever once the bastard son? As the finger slips from the golden gun From your moral heights, it's on sight Never going down without a fight On sight, Outta Pocket What's good motherfucker Put 'em up We'll show you who the fuck we are Fuck your worth, you're full of shit What's become your saving grace? Abandoned your family's beliefs They'll let you die in the fucking streets Think again, It's just begun You ever think, you'd be, the one condemned I always knew that you never had it in you A two-faced fool, you're nothin but a baby back bitch On Sight Outta Pocket
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:23
- Key
- 11
- Tempo
- 100 BPM