Lyrics:
to another, cock sucker, melt ya knees
And make sure that your casket's deep
'Cause my trigger finger's itchin' like Athlete's feet
So stand wise, when you
on the internet
My temper gets grimmer just as winter sets I'ma venter, yes
And I can't forget when the finger pressed triggers, I can't remember that
I caught
pressure in
They thinking they bad but they never been
They just got a trigger finger
And too much too much adrenaline rising up
Feds got gang in their
a gun to make a motherfucker pay us
Y'all rapping like
"Finger on the trigger then it's bang bang
Riding around the city with my bro's gucci gang gang"
deserted, hurting, twisted
All this, madness, all this pain please make it stop
Two fingers squeezing on the trigger as you pull it
Standing tall I'm here
lane, finally a dry eye
When I die, bury me with my fo'-five
And let the devil feel the wrath of a n****
Goin to Hell with my finger on the trigger
been pressed by a bitch (by a bitch)
Murder and the money on my mind (on my mind)
My palm and my trigger finger itch, bitch
I been in my bag (bag),
Punching my clock. Now I'm wanted by the manager
Soupin me up sayin "You're a good worker,"
"How would you like a quarter raise, move up the register"
"Large
shows the erection
I better step son like a step son
Chamber last one everyone's left
Anger still aint gone
Betray me for fun
Trigger finger not operating
ICP and Esham wicked rappers delight 2015
Feinds of the wicked shit its time to get high
Bump your fuckin shit up for somthin wicked shit by
wanna hear you sayin' that I told you so
Been staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
Finger on the trigger, nowhere left to run
Staring down
but shiver
Get you finger off the trigger
Lay it down in the sand
Get it out your head
Out of your hands
Lay it down in the sand
So remember
came out the womb with my trigger finger blasting
Cock the gauge when I'm up in a rage
Three inch double O shell, I make the front page
ain't here for no
the trigger
It's life on your finger
You've got it don't throw it away
Don't throw it away
While the powers are twisting our fate
And the rest of the world just
the Devil in?
I ain't been taking my medicine
My trigger finger ain't never been hesitant
I am your ruler, no measurements
You know I pop, pop, pop, pop, pop,
We'll live off the street fame!
God didn't send me in the right direction
I'm gettin' hit by a diesel in the intersection
I know you're out there help
and
Step out my groove and let out my tools
The hammer kill, the hammer
Will make you stop
Drop and roll like you slipped
On a banana peel
Live by the code
in CB4
Set up a contest, I'm coming
I'm taking the dough
They wouldn't pick you even if you had a afro
So don't try me, you better walk by me
I'll do
hot
Fuck sunblock, when them guns cock
Fingers inch, trigger click, guns pop
Oh and problem when them guns blaze
They'll burn your ass a
Little more
me show you how you make me feel
(I've got my finger on the trigger)
Well through the twilight how I've tried
To get my thoughts deep in your mind
Big sky way out of the city
Hanging over passing cars
Shadows all around the bedroom
Knowing every inch by heart
Fingers working on a signal
don’t be shy
Multiply light the chronic
Shawty left my fingers sticky like the onyx
I am automatic, trigger happy, I am nigga
Nappy, nigga savvy so you
grown
Not with the drama bitch I need the bucks
He slipped on a drill goddamn his luck
Trigger on the Glock get finger fucked
Who them niggas dragging oh
an itchy trigger finger
'Cause this violence consumes me
I'm an apathetic monster controlled by my TV
With an itchy trigger finger
'Cause this violence
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