Spit Out - Coming At You lyrics

[Verse One: Spit Out] One bullet to the head, One to the neck And another one just to make sure you're dead I eat all the bullets you launch at me f** this sh** let it be You f** with me, d**h on horizon Connected like words with hyphen Drop it and get less consequential d**h But one mistake gives you A-bomb that's funreal wreath Why don't you mind your own buisnes and leave mine alone I ain't that type of thing that you could own Get out of my zone, do it quick and without a moan I swear you ain't leavin without a broken bone Your name is given search instead for a**hole on yahoo Why do you keep coming back after I dismised you After I told you to f** off. This sh** is Deja Vu You want to hear my apology? Here it is f** you! [Hook: Spit Out] Better check your rear view, I'm coming at you A forthcoming torture, that's what I'm gonna do I'mma k** you and do me Blow you up that's a guarantee I'm coming at you I'm coming at you Sorry am I being a little rude I'm putting up a sign saying welcome to my hood [Verse Two: Spit Out] You think you know what everyone needs But soon you'll notice you're the one that bleeds Always point out mistakes I'm doing You think I ain't working hard but I'm just not overdoing Everyday I hear from you how I'm gona lose But at the end I beat you up without muscle use At that point you always have excuse But I just laugh cuz once again you were a part of my abuse sh** on me once and you'll pay the price Bury you alive if you escape I'll do it twice Begging please k** me quickly, Thrice Call me triple threath man, I'm cold as ice That was a perfect day your d**h just a spice I married you to her so they'll be throwing rice To not get in hell you'd need floatation device But I forgot to give you one so enjoy the journey is nice [Hook: Spit Out] [Verse Three: Spit Out] All you do is get A's in the cla** But in my cla** you wouldn't pa** Now add two s's in the hole And that hole looks like you just gave birth to foal One A and two s's If you're stupid you get three messes But if you're smart enough to do a bit of math It's a name and L-O-L lots of laugh Don't be slow you gotta think fast Or the bomb will blow and create a lil blast Faster faster or it will be a disaster Slower slower and I'll have time to get a blower It's been 10 seconds since i gave you the last hint And you're still running while Bolt won the sprint A and two s's in the hole That's the equasison for your nickname a**hole