Looking Down The Barrel Lyrics

song lyrics Looking Down The Barrel Of A Gun lyrics [Mike D yells] AAAAAH! [Mike D, MCA, Ad Rock] Rolling down the hill, snowballing getting bigger Explosion in the chamber, the hammer from the trigger I seen him get stabbed, I watched the blood spill out He had more cuts than my man Chuck Chillout 24 is my age and 22 is my guage I m writing rhymes on a page, and going up in a rage Cause I m out on a mission, a stolen car mission Had a small problem with the transmission 3 on the tree in the middle of the night I have this steak on my head cause I got into a fist fight Life comes in phases take the good with the bad You bought the coins on the street and you know you got had Because it s all high spirit, you know you got to hear it Don t touch the mic baby don t come near it It s gonna getcha, it s gonna getcha It s gonna getcha girl, it s gonna getcha Looking down the barrel of a gun, son of gun Son of a bitch getting paid getting rich Ultra violence be running through my head Cold medina y all, making me see red Rapid fire Louie like Rambo got bullets I m a die harder like my kid Bruce Willis I love girlies, waxing and milking Coordinating shit is my man Dave Scilken Predetermined destiny is who I am You got your finger on the trigger like the Son of Sam I am like Clockwork Orange, going off on the town I ve got homeboys bonanza to beat your ass down Well I m mad at my desk and I ll be writing all curse words Expressing my aggressions through my schizophrenic verse words You re a headless chicken chasin, a sucker free basin Looking for a fist to put your face in Well get hip get hip, don t slip ya knuckle heads Racism is schism on the serious tip song lyrics