Heatseeker - AMB

Otis: 
Bullets fly just let me die 
If I can't shoot and make your head go poof. 
On the loose, no juice, get used to the sound 
Of the buckshot pound, bodies bleedin' on the ground. 
In attack mode, everyone around gets hit 
When this heatseek shit locks on and spits 
Got clips in every capitol in the whole nation 
Blown the fuck up at the foundation. 
I'm hatin' you fucks, make no mistake 
My missiles create aftershocks like earthquakes 
In amazement fill the pavement with red 
If you cover your chest, I just aim for your head 
I let nobody live or leave, I bring fever 
Judges, cops, I'm even gunnin' at the teachers 
Nobody lives, please, I'm too eager to be O-T-I-S 
Oh yes, the HEATSEEKER! 

Chorus x 2: 
Bullets fly at everybody (Otis) 
And ain't nobody got a bulletproof face (Shaggy 2 Dope) 
Missiles fly at everybody (Otis) 
I'ma blow up the whole planet and watch 'em all vanish in dust (Violent J) 

Bonez Dubb: 
I just blasted away at your hideout. 
Who destroyed your home? It's time to find out 
Take cover and maybe you can ride out 
And I'ma drop the whole bomb to turn the lights out. 
If you want it all, then watch the top fall 
When the wall comes crumblin' down the long hall 
Armageddon time's comin' better be runnin' from us 
No trust in your fellow relatives and such 
And much love and hate is takin' over your mind 
Bonez Dubb and fate workin' over this time 
Shots to the dome with the nickel-plated chrome 
Leave a soul homeless and all alone 
Nightscope, I'm doped up take out the long range 
Shotguns to the face like Kurt Cobaine 
Strange things about my ways, I turn the page 
Of the book of the dead so I can splatter your brains 
The Heatseeker! 

Chorus x 4: 
Bullets fly at everybody (Otis) 
And ain't nobody got a bulletproof face (Shaggy 2 Dope) 
Missiles fly at everybody (Otis) 
I'ma blow up the whole planet and watch 'em all vanish in dust (Violent J)
Artist: AMB
Title: Heatseeker