Ballistic (Luke Valentine)

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Stick the blade
Then I twist it
All ya bullets
They been missing
You are not that altruistic
Beating me's not realistic
Keep it focused on the mission
I'm the mane
Better listen
Bloody attire got me sickened
I'm about to go ballistic

Go ballistic
You can check the ballistics
Watch the soul get evicted
From another poor victim
They never could predict it
Guess I'm kind of a dick then
Killing I been addicted
Check it I'm bouta sick this
Twisted like the linguistics
Leaving death imminent
In seconds I get to flicking
Blades around
I'm the wicked
Get no rest or restrictions
I think it's reminiscent
How I've always been feeling
You know I'm bout to kill this
I'm a high rank officer
Meaning that I'm not stoppable
Beating me is impossible
Fleeing me is improbable
Six feet deep I be topping you
Clean strike how I be dropping you
These shots are meant for popping you
Not talking coffins when I be boxing you
So when they say you're immortal
And you claim that you ain't
Imma spray on this fake
Take his blood
Imma paint
It all over
Your face
You're too slow in my lane
Give a bang to his brain

Alucard you ain't the man
Night walking
Boy you can not even stand
Jan is killing up your fam
While I shoot ya
Every shot is finna land

Stick the blade
Then I twist it
All ya bullets
They been missing
You are not that altruistic
Beating me's not realistic
Keep it focused on the mission
I'm the mane
Better listen
Bloody attire got me sickened
I'm about to go ballistic

Go ballistic
Like animalistic
Kinda vindictive
Little addicted
Who beat you all up
A little dick did
Yeah that's me
I'm coming in with real bullet frenzy
I be the son of a G
You be the son of a b
I'm bouta go get em
And eat
OK I'm back on the beat
Back and they beat
Everybody lacking to me
Just what it had to be
Had to be a mini catastrophe
Put em in the ground deceased
Ain't nobody wanna get it
Cuz they be my casualty
Casually I put em all to sleep
Garand out when I'm on the scene
Ok I'm slicing em off
That be the job
Try to hit me but I dodge
They gotta get out my way
Dripping no Louis Vuitton
I got em all in my aim
Dawning the pince nez
In milliseconds they gone
I wanna hear the applause
This'll be the fatal shot
Drop

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