Fully-Automatic

I have an ambition to be a chopper, so I gotta' prove I'm a fully-automatic
 To be a chopper
 Fully-automatic
 To be a chopper
 Fully-automatic
 To be a chopper
 Fully-automatic
 To be a chopper
 Fully-automatic
 Making em' panic
 Yeah this is my tactic
 I melt em' like plastic
 And cut em' like fabric
 Yeah this is dark magic
 So that means it's tragic
 I make it dramatic
 I make it so graphic
 I'm out of this world
 I be so galactic
 Yeah me and yo girl
 We get so romantic
 Don't mean to disturb
 But I'm so sporadic
 Fully-automatic
 Fully-automatic
 I'm up the booth
 And you up in my soup
 Chopping you up
 Like it is some stew
 But it is stupendous
 And ya'll so horrendous
 I'm balling, you blocking like fuckin' defenders
 I'll remain in the game
 Insane with the fame
 You ashamed cause you lame
 With the way I maintain
 Is so inhuman
 You were killed by my flames
 But you still exclaim I'm to blame
 Fully-automatic
 Fully-automatic
 Now that was a clip
 And ya'll making me trip
 Make you float like a ship
 If you boast you're the shit
 Your bitch approaching my dick
 Cause she know I be sick
 And this is evolution
 And ya'll are just pollution
 This is my institution
 Where execution
 Is the solution
 For any motherfucking nuisance
 So what will you be choosing?
 Cause I'm back in this bitch
 And I'm cracking this whip
 Attacking this shit
 Banana clips
 Fully-automatic
 You make me go spastic
 Cause you don't deserve it
 But somehow you have it
 But I'm gonna' take it
 Yeah I'm gonna' make it
 Yeah most people say it
 Yeah I'm gonna' save it
 Yeah rap is the victim
 And they are the villains
 Therefore Ima kill em'
 Their blood will be spilling
 For all of their sinning
 Bitch I am winning
 Stop all the grinning
 This is just the beginning
 Don't think that I'm kidding
 Your head will be present
 Your body be missing
 There is no forgiving
 I'm so fully-automatic my ears are fucking ringing
 And these are not words, these are bullets that I'm spitting
 Fully-automatic
 Fully-automatic
 And I'm ruling the game
 And ya'll fueling the flames
 Schooling the lames
 And brewing your brains
 And using my gains
 For soothing the pain
 And break through the chains
 Try to fuck wit' my flow
 Get struck by a blow
 Good luck to you bro
 Cause your hoe sucks on me mo'
 Than a leech on some E
 I just thought you should know
 And I ain't fuckin' stopping
 If the bass is still dropping
 I will not rest till your name is forgotten
 First I get to cocking
 Then the barrel starts hoping
 Then the bullets get lodged in
 Then you start flopping
 That's followed by some coughing
 Then you get put in the coffin
 And then you get to rotting
 And your bitch gets to sobbing
 And I get to plotting
 And if my dick the cake
 Then her pussy is the topping
 And no this ain't a break
 That I be fuckin' copping
 Don't make that mistake
 You'll catch one in ya' noggin
 Stop with the bitching
 Or catch ammunition
 Don't think that I'm tripping
 Yeah this is my mission
 To kill competition
 Whether there is or there isn't
 You can do a demo, I do demolition
 And if you hear about me boy, it ain't superstition
 I figured this shit out, like a fuckin' mathematician
 Uh
 I'm a God damn fanatic
 I'm a God damn fanatic
 I hear that beat I just attack it
 I'm a, I'm a, I'm a
 Fully-automatic