Trouble

[Verse 1]<br>I`m hot enough to make your skin bubble<br>Packin a Smith & Wesson<br>Uh oh, trouble, don`t say nothin<br>You can tell that I`m evil<br>By the arch in my eye bra<br>But I aint got no pitchfork<br>I stick niggaz with this sawed-off<br>Clear your porch<br>Hit the floor, duck behind your couch<br>If I don`t hear enough screamin <br>I`m burning down your house<br>Apocolypse the barbarian<br>I kill humanitarians<br>Pillage your village<br>Slaughter your children<br>And rape your women<br><br>[Verse 2]<br>Bustin through that door like dun da dun da<br>Bitches hit the floor on the double<br>Bust off a couple<br>Rounds and let it bubble<br>In your belly<br>Bullets dipped in formaldehyde<br>So when they hit you<br>You embalmed and ready<br>To get carried<br>Buried up in your grave<br>Trust me, I`m that deadly<br>Just test me if you brave<br>Eklypse I stay sick<br>Eith Pit, Playboy, and Lynch<br>Kill a bitch nigga quick<br>And run a train on his bitch nigga<br><br>[Verse 3]<br>I wish these niggaz would try to rough me for the chips<br>I got metal muscle with silent tips<br>And pistol grips give violent trips<br>First I`m cool with you<br>Then I`m not<br>When you run up on me I pop pistols<br>Gun up on me it`s all official<br>I`m chewin bone grissels<br>Your family gonna miss you<br>Do away done with you<br>You should of had a gun with you<br>I got pistols<br>You know cookin utensils<br>That shit that`ll make your skin bubble<br>Fuckin with these plague niggaz<br>You gotsta know you in trouble<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Trouble (repeat 8 times)<br><br>[Verse 4]<br>I keeps it real thats the deal<br>Headbuttin motherfuckers like Evander Holyfield<br>I makes a full course dinner <br>Out of roadkill<br>Pops some pills<br>Smoke some sherms<br>Drunk as fuck<br>Rollin up a blunt<br>When I get through smokin it<br>I`m comin to your house nigga<br>What`s for breakfast<br>Kickin in your door <br>At 3:47 in the morning<br>I got my ?? yawnin<br>Time to wake up, so I can do your bitch ass wrong<br>Hear comes trouble<br>Hell`s angel, some niggaz call me spawn<br><br>[Verse 5]<br>Shit I`m off that ??? again<br>Ready to load the pump again<br>Soon as I put somethin in<br>See i`ma aim it at your chin<br>Blame it on your friend<br>Your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man<br>I can make niggaz follow me like the pod piper can<br>Arachnaphobia, I`m the sniper man<br>Doom to put `em in the pan<br>Heat `em and eat `em as fast as I can<br>Stretch your neck like elastic like plastic<br>Man I`m first, you last to land<br>Tephlon bullets they crash and land<br>Nigga I`m double time<br>You in trouble time<br>I`m a bubble mine<br><br>[Verse 6]<br>I`m titani and scandalous<br>I do random hits<br>Load up all my extra clips<br>And lets go handle this shit<br>Trouble is what we lookin fo<br>Kick in that fuckin door<br>Put a gag up on that hoe<br>Slit that niggaz throat<br>Light up the door<br>Smoke until we choke<br>I wish you motherfuckers would try to locc <br>And get his neck broke<br>Kick in the door<br>Shotgun up the asshole<br>Brains blown<br>Eyes closed<br>Nothin but trouble<br><br>[Chorus] - repeat to end