murderers by ericdoa Lyrics
[Chorus: ericdoa]
Uh, this a dirty one I had to start, man
Called up Pitfall, boy, I need a marksman (Woo)
Big M4, let it spark, man
I can't beef with you, you look like Eric Cartman (Wow)
Fuck I look like? Smoking carts, man
Pack of cigarettes, I'm fired up like it was arson
Sharpened, P90 got him singing, Kelly Clarkson
Yeah, I'm not from this earth, bitch, I'm a martian
[Verse 1: ericdoa]
I'm trigger-happy, boy, you better watch your step
I got hollows and they taking off his head
Heard he informing, yeah, he talking to the feds
Full metal jacket and it's taking off his legs
[Verse 2: Pitfall]
Bitch, I'm zeroed in, know I need one shot
Fifty BMG, it likes to carve, take his arm off
Seekin', seein' clear into your room, bitch, I got buckshot
Couple slugs inside the Saiga, catch a gunshot
Two shots, roll a snake eyes, wе gon' hit him in the lungs
Bitch, I'm rich, I'm making money, counting fifties, thеse ain't ones
And no, you won't catch me outside of the crib without a gun
G3, I keep it slung 7.6x51
And I know that you uninformed
On the dotted line, can you sign the form?
You a pussy, all you do is sit and check the forums
Yeah, you showing off a gun but the tip is orange
Real gun? Bitch, I doubt that
Tell me you got straps, so go show me that you're 'bout that
You claim you really know me, but I doubt that
I learned this by myself, bitch, I'm an outcast
[Chorus: ericdoa]
Uh, this a dirty one I had to start, man
Called up Pitfall, boy, I need a marksman (Woo)
Big M4, let it spark, man
I can't beef with you, you look like Eric Cartman (Wow)
Fuck I look like? Smoking carts, man
Pack of cigarettes, I'm fired up like it was arson
Sharpened, P90 got him singing, Kelly Clarkson
Yeah, I'm not from this earth, bitch, I'm a martiann
Uh, this a dirty one I had to start, man
Called up Pitfall, boy, I need a marksman (Woo)
Big M4, let it spark, man
I can't beef with you, you look like Eric Cartman (Wow)
Fuck I look like? Smoking carts, man
Pack of cigarettes, I'm fired up like it was arson
Sharpened, P90 got him singing, Kelly Clarkson
Yeah, I'm not from this earth, bitch, I'm a martian
[Verse 1: ericdoa]
I'm trigger-happy, boy, you better watch your step
I got hollows and they taking off his head
Heard he informing, yeah, he talking to the feds
Full metal jacket and it's taking off his legs
[Verse 2: Pitfall]
Bitch, I'm zeroed in, know I need one shot
Fifty BMG, it likes to carve, take his arm off
Seekin', seein' clear into your room, bitch, I got buckshot
Couple slugs inside the Saiga, catch a gunshot
Two shots, roll a snake eyes, wе gon' hit him in the lungs
Bitch, I'm rich, I'm making money, counting fifties, thеse ain't ones
And no, you won't catch me outside of the crib without a gun
G3, I keep it slung 7.6x51
And I know that you uninformed
On the dotted line, can you sign the form?
You a pussy, all you do is sit and check the forums
Yeah, you showing off a gun but the tip is orange
Real gun? Bitch, I doubt that
Tell me you got straps, so go show me that you're 'bout that
You claim you really know me, but I doubt that
I learned this by myself, bitch, I'm an outcast
[Chorus: ericdoa]
Uh, this a dirty one I had to start, man
Called up Pitfall, boy, I need a marksman (Woo)
Big M4, let it spark, man
I can't beef with you, you look like Eric Cartman (Wow)
Fuck I look like? Smoking carts, man
Pack of cigarettes, I'm fired up like it was arson
Sharpened, P90 got him singing, Kelly Clarkson
Yeah, I'm not from this earth, bitch, I'm a martiann