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letra de panic room - bukshot

[verse 1: bukshot]
at your door, you better not open up
’cause if you do, you’re probably getting opened up
i’ve been waiting on this night for a minute (for a minute)
catch you slipping and now you all up in it (all up in it)
by yourself, all alone at your main spot
when we through, this lot will be a grave plot
heart’s racin’, blood’s pumpin’
i can hear your heartbeat through the wood thumpin’
keep kicking at your door like a maniac
while liquid and k!lla way behind me wearing crazy masks
all of a sudden, the door caves in
as we rush into the dark, it’s a home invasion
[chorus]
outside stalking, the end is coming very soon
you hear the knocking, get inside your panic room
strangers at your backdoor panickin’
bеatin’ on it hardcore, careful, don’t you let ‘еm in

[verse 2: k!lla c]
hold up, trick! i got a pocket full of f-ck you’s
nine millimeter rockets ready to buck through
your diaphragm, give you lead-based anesthesia
reloadin’ and loadin’ ’til your chest look like a pizza
you best hit the floor when i’m breakin’ the door
‘fore i mix you with the carpet, make a mutilated wh0re
call me green river ’cause i’m ’bout to make you shiver
i’m comin’ for the money but my homie wants your sister
wrap you in zip ties, duct tape, shut the f-ck up
combo to the safe or i’m cuttin’ you up
i’m bustin’ a nut at the sight of your blood (ah!)
i’m takin’ what i want ’cause i’m a motherf-ckin’ stud
i’m filling up my backpack showing you my clack clack
i do a lot of sh-t for a little bit of crack
i smack you with a pistol so you know you gettin’ jacked
say the f-ckin’ word and you know i’m comin’ back
got your wallet, your phone, your dope, and your cash
with a serrated knife halfway up your ass
if you make a f-ckin’ move you’re gonna bleed out
they’ll find you with your d-ck hanging halfway out your mouth
bukshot crack your safe, homie, here’s the equation
liquid’s coming through, too, murder the invasion
one last thing now, i’m pulling off this mask
so that all you b-tches know that k!lla c is back (k!lla c is back!)
[chorus]
outside stalking, the end is coming very soon
you hear the knocking, get inside your panic room
strangers at your backdoor panickin’
beatin’ on it hardcore, careful, don’t you let ’em in

[verse 3: liquid assassin]
rack the mossberg, nocturnal, we pop burners
shotgun, buckshot perfect
plot murder, cops lurkin’, we not nervous
on my job, hit a l!ck, at the drop, we rob burglars (we out)
all gas, no brakes, a hot burban
no plates, what can i say? it’s not purchased
it’s not on purpose, i’m hitting turns, a lot of swerving
windows down, up them choppers, domes get rocked, curtains
liquid behind the wheel, the worst driver
but merch inside with us, i’m a different person slidin’ (let’s get it)
whippin’ curves, cops behind us, chirpin’ sirens (yeah!)
vision and focus wired in
brain all my circuits firing
on my mind! it’s where we arrive and break bread
go over alibis we had in mind to evade feds
then we go our separate way after we exchange threads
and plan another home invasion and we make ends

[chorus]
outside stalking, the end is coming very soon
you hear the knocking, get inside your panic room
strangers at your backdoor panickin’
beatin’ on it hardcore, careful, don’t you let ’em in

- bukshot

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