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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)
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)
 
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