Boondox - Just Die lyrics

Put a hole in your soul Make your blood run cold Put a hole in your soul Nine millimeter homie Make your blood run cold You die Go rest your eyes You die Go testify You don' f**ed with the wrong one today And you don't want it homie f** what you're trying to say Your whole existence's phony Talking so much sh** you need'a motherf**ing breathmint And when I hit you with that glock You'll wonder where your breath went Always quick to take the dick up out of your mouth to jack your jaw Guess you're pissed ya baby b**h would take the time to jack me off And unlike when she be with you, dude She swallowed it Now you wanna give me attitude b**h, eat a hollowtip Take your own advice and put the barrel in your own mouth k** your handicap and blow your motherf**ing brains out Do the world a favor, hoe, and try to fix a big mistake Pull the trigger, send your soul to Hell for f**ing Heaven's sake Pull the heater on ya Put a hole in your soul Nine millimeter homie Make your blood run cold You die Gonna rest your eyes You die Gonna test the fire Pull the heater on ya Put a hole in your soul Nine millimeter homie Make your blood run cold You die Go rest your eyes You die Go testify See me on the streets and now you holla at me like we're brothers Then you run your mouth cause you's a backstabbing motherf**er Hide behind computer screens with fake names and magazines Boy, you need to be a man and grow some nuts to step to me Run upon you, hit you with that (one, two; one, two) What you gonna do when I (come through, stun you) Peel ya f**ing cap with a nine millimeter Better run motherf**er every time that I see ya If I see ya motherf**er then I wouldn't wanna be ya Hit you with them heatseekers I f**ing knew it I thought I saw a p**y cat I pointed to ya when they askin' where the p**y at YOU co*ksu*kIN-MOTHERfu*kER! Check my f**ing blood-pressure Pop a couple pills and then I'm coming to get you Put a hole in your soul Make your blood run cold You die You die Put a hole in your soul Make your blood run cold You die You die I'll pull a drive by on ya in a Coupe De Ville And when I shoot to k**, you know I shoot with sk** And you don't ever see it coming Got the sk**s of a Sniper Put the heat through your body, watch you spill in your diaper For real, you's a liar, like Pinocchio And when you talk, it grows But hoe, it ain't your nose It's the rage in my soul, it's building like construction There's a tax on your a** and I'm a make deductions Take ya functions, put you in a new sh** bag Beg like a b**h and you ain't gonna do sh** f*g Twelve gauge, double barrel, pointed at your teeth Tell your daddy buy a suit and make your momma buy a wreath, peace Pull the heater on ya Put a hole in your soul Nine millimeter homie Make your blood run cold You die Go rest your eyes You die Go testify Pull the heater on ya Put a hole in your soul Nine millimeter homie Make your blood run cold You die Go rest your eyes You die Go testify