Canon - What It Sounds Like lyrics

Pressure one pressure two playa dem tough This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust Pressure one pressure two playa dem tough This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust This is what dem sound like [x4] That bad man in his beater Brought out his nine millimeter He sat all up in his chuck He be pd off while he holds his heater Such blood thirst, drippeth up off the lips of he who seeks them Rum pum pum they shot down his brother and leave em Some body gotta pay for this evil To the grave he will k** them all he will They don turned him to a k**er when the gun pop he will dump everything that he filled Now vengeance was the lords But down in his heart it's ice that he feels God will have his vengeance even for the blood that even that he spilled Guns bang at the brukout A chain of vain shootouts And shutdown the shooter Even the boy who had the look out He's hot with no fevaaa Only d**h for his could please ahhhem Though they crossed em he still double crossed the son of god with treason Pressure one pressure two playa dem tough This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust Pressure one pressure two playa dem tough This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust This is what dem sound like [x4] Now I could tell you what it sounds like, when the gun pops in the late night When they shoot off While theyer making it reindeer They'll knock your Rudolph And them gs from 35 minutes away Ain't ride with the guns to cool off The agenda was only to blow your freaking mind socks and shows off The violence gotta be stopped Who the heck wants to just be the middle man The little man With the heart of a lion who's life involves the bigger plan Somebody would step to the plate And with his courage, he speaks to make change This the shot he made, but somebody else made theirs but close range Now this is what it sound like They call it violence, ain't no place safe, ain't no place to play The rounds came, chopping up at your frame "five o" never came Same bidness where I came from Chi town different day Lay low buddy better hope they don't know where yo pop and mama stay Will this end, this is becoming a trend, again and again Move from maywood but they shoot like its Iraq, Pakistan But you can pack or stand Here but know that d**h he has no friend Though this time will end, I hope you end where I will end my friend Until its one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'cloak g's Four o'clock, five o'clock, six o'cloak g's Seven o'clock, eight o'clock, nine o'cloak g's Ten o'clock, eleven o'clock, twelve o'cloak g's Ehh Now this is what it sounds like (bang bang) Now this is what it sounds like... Now this is what it sounds like (bang bang) Pressure one pressure two playa dem tough This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust Pressure one pressure two This is what it sounds like when a bad man bust This is what dem sound like [x4]