POINT BLANK - Point Blank lyrics

rate me

I hate the whole fucking world so the world better hate me

I bust in your house and kill your whole fucking family

I get so much pussy I think fucking is boring

Took 10 mothafuckas to the grave up north

They couldn't handle me enough so what you gonna do with me?

Lock me up? Punk, I broke out of two penitentiaries

Join the gang, ain't no thang, I love competition

Shot my brotha in the head cause my hand was itching

Never liked my stepdad cause he was too phony

Stuck his arm up his ass cause he tried to swing on me

I killed 2 of my teachers cause they called me a dummy

Yo, ask me why I don't smile cause I don't think shit funny

I don't joke, bitch, nor do I clown

You can tell I was from Houston from the bodies I left around

Now you can take that shit to the bank

And tell all the fucking people that's why they call me Point Blank...

(What's your name, nigga? What's your name, nigga?) Point Blank...

[x8]

When I go off people say they never saw shit

And close their ears cause I only kick the raw shit

You said you was hard so I started to busting the rough shit

Now you wanna cry, you must not be from South Park, bitch

A lot of niggas wanna rush Blank on a bum tip

But that's a dumb tip

See, I only been threaten by one man in my life

And I promised never to look in the mirror with a butcher-knife

Shock cause my lyrics are browsing

Suckers I battled last year still standing with their mouths open

Hoping they could come a plea but not from me

Cause I'm solid as a bar that's slamming T.D.C.

A lot of niggas say they are harder than concrete but still get bin

Bitch, I punch holes in cement

I can't belive you played yourself

Trying to get a rid of me, you know you out-rated yourself

You better go to sleep and forget the past

Cause I'ma fuck around and wreck your ass

Bitch...

(What's your name, nigga? What's your name, nigga?) Point Blank...

[x8]

Point Blank, the hardest mothafucka around

A lot of niggas tried to cross my waters but got drowned

See, I think compared to me

Other artists and new mothafuckas' scared to get with me

But I met a couple, their nuts was swollen

And they still try to get my shoes out their assholes

Never would Blank get rolled on

I got suckers on life-support still trying to hold on

I tried to give them a break, let them stay awake

But now I see I made a mistake

Cause the pussy mothafuckas' claiming they bad and shit

Now they sleep forever in a casket

Never underestimate the mind of a psycho

Harder than a mothafucka, people say I might go...crazy

But I'm not, I'm slicker than a fox

Stomach made of steel, drink piss on the rocks

On the level I'm straight, crowds I motivate

Penetrate bitches with my trusty old .38

So don't ever try to step to me wrong

Cause when my blood rush I cut more people than King Kong

Police on my ass cause I terrorize the city

Doctors love me for keeping the hospitals busy

Social security is a punch of bull

I get a check every month for keeping graveyards full

So if you ever need a nigga that's insane

Look me up, Point Blank's my mothafucking name...

(What's your name, nigga? What's your name, nigga?) [x8]

Point mothafucking Blank!