The Pack - Sendin Shots lyrics

[Intro: Lil B] (Who's this?) It's Beezy B, we eating (Oh no, it's Beezy B) Holla at Young L man, I see you (Young L, put that sh**, son) We eating, B (Yes we are, n***a) [Hook: Lil B] Sending shots To your head All day It's The Pack I don't care If you're dead Sending shots To your face [Verse 1: Lil B] It's that young new cold spitter I got hot now I spit lava You n***as need to get live-er You J Cat a** n***as p**y like vagina And still cause problems, you need to stop rhyming Coming on my turf thinking that you're Ali Twelve o'clock hit you, you're sleeping with an I.V I'm B, poison like ivy, rhyme three Spit six n***as, think The Pack sick? Try me I got patches and I ain't stop smoking I stop smoking sipping on sizzurp and I'm focused You need bifocals to see my vocals I'm like bi-coastal or maybe tri-coastal Biracial, hope white like kosher Seem like food and I'm hungry like a vulture Now I'm rap star people steady coming closer But the Glock into your head stuck to walls like a poster [Hook: Lil B x2] Sending shots To your head All day It's The Pack I don't care If you're dead Sending shots To your face [Verse 2: Lil B] It's the drummer boy without the ba**, without the snare Give me stairs and I might just touch your face You act hard but you really just flaccid I use cuss words, call you a** and a ba*tard You rappers need work, well start bagging plasters Cause when you on the block you get watched like dancers Bullets spread over your body fast like cancer Now you in the sky like Pisces and Cancer Now I got hate mail no need to answer Cause when you write back you put it up for a ransom I know you think of me, but he pretty handsome I've been crossed over I'm the answer, you get me I need a couple minds in your whole life theory How yours is just wack and your man's just boring Deep in my eyes you can see beyond glory You see my mother The Pack and rap is my loyalty, n***a [Hook: Lil B x2] To your head All day It's The Pack I don't care If you're dead Sending shots To your face Sending shots [Verse 3: Lil B] Freeze the beat man, check me out I'm speaking heat man, n***as gotta get me out Up out the oven in the zone where the speakers mount The mic above me, the mics are lovely Sometimes I want to eat it out Like Ying Yang, skeet skeet all on the beat Your girl a freak that's why she want to dig me out But f** a freak, I'm steady with my ashes f** the paper up, plus it's good on the ad libs It's front boy going down, who is that kid (What? Who is he?) Wolfpack bust boy, he spit mad kid Gotta thank my n***a L for affirmative action Cause you know I'm there too and there's no need for asking Mix my purp, pa** time, blowing on my stashes Got new swishers, apple right under the mattress Lost no matches, fight like I'm Ca**id k**ing off the beats, that's why I order caskets, n***a [Hook: Lil B x2] All day It's The Pack I don't care If you're dead Sending shots To your face Sending shots To your head [Outro: Lil B] That's a no-no, n***a (It's a no-no, n***a) f**ing with me that's a no-no, n***a (It's a no-no, n***a) f** with L that's a no-no, n***a (Sending shots, to your face) Uno, Stunna, I see you n***as it's the best of B baby (It's the pack, n***a) And I'm loving it (It's the pack, n***a) Welcome to the front n***a B-town's greatest signing off man, I gotta sing with you on the mic, you feel me?