Solo Mission E

I'm on a mission, nigga, no need to chop It in half On my way with a duffle Bag full of face masks, oxygen tank, and flammable Gas One ride, one man, no gun I'm on One, on one I'm on a mission, nigga, No need to chop it in half On my Way with a duffle bag full of face masks, Oxygen tank, and flammable gas One ride, One man, no gun I'm on one, on one Yeah On one Yeah Now I'm back to the Home base, new prints blue Lips sealed like glue, No cigarettes left but I'm cool I'm on a Mission, cancel victims by poppin' the clip And Forget to aim, craniums into crack and sit back Where they came Old man with a cane, M16 Will scratch that hit list down to only one First and last name Alphabetical? Nah, hypothetical? Nah Just super-duper supernatural Saturated with so Much game, untouchable Solo nigga with a dirty Program Uncontrollable but I told you who I am Here's the plan, it's worth a grand Pack.44s And any other arsenal Plots that cause cargo loads To stop, man C4 puts craters in lands And Causes enemies to lose many body parts like arms, Legs, and hands So Mr. Sandman, Now give me a drink Have me so drunk I don't know what the hell to think Like What's wrong from right My tactics leave spleens Plastic Right on target with infrared light on Tec Blasts I'm on a solo mission dishin' out slugs And ain't no enemy stoppin' me from poppin' trees Lastin', love I'm on a mission, nigga, No need to chop it in half On my Way with a duffle bag full face masks, oxygen Tank, and flammable gas One ride, One man, no gun I'm on one, on one I'm on a mission, nigga, no need to chop It in half On my way with a duffle Bag full face masks, oxygen tank, and flammable gas One ride, one man, no gun on one, On one The first victim, flip him on his Back and let the gators get him Tied it Up, knotted the ropes, let his throat for a Better reason Now I'm leavin', barely breathin' Through the jungle Movin' through swamps holdin' on Nicotine Pissin' half of a forty bottle for slashin' Signs Anaconda snake bounties and grapevines Military kinds, killer designs make me intrude I get To rippin' your flesh and leavin' your muscles nude I had enough, duffle bag stuffed with pineapples Banana clips,.44 mags, it's just another Hit-a-potamus In other words, a hit for your audio The shit that hits and makes your team audible Equipped like don't, might not try me 'Cause I Get to flippin' off walls like that bitch Chun-Li I'm off the hook, unplugged, must I finish? Remember the nigga that handles his business Diminished by buckin' the witness, buckin' the Sickness to death Watch your step and hit the Deck While I proceed to exit and channel vomit Through your neck I'm on a mission, nigga, No need to chop it in half On my Way with a duffle bag full of face masks, Oxygen tank, and flammable gas One ride, One man, no gun I'm on one, on one I'm on a mission, nigga, no need to chop It in half On my way with a duffle Bag full of face masks, oxygen tank, and flammable Gas One ride, one man, no gun I'm on One, on one It's the mystery man, Man with the gun And the young apes load The machine gun With the hot ones for they Lungs And I know they burnin', pissin' out urine Addin' pressure to they sternum Twistin' and Yearnin' from the bullets turnin' It's on when I'm In the war zone Thinkin', flashin', enemies slangin' And rappin' Hammer cock it back, shootin' and Keepin' it crackin' Can't stop me movin', Destructin' Causin' hoods to get ruined, Annihilatin's what I'm doin' During my shift change, I load my thing, man And if anything's movin', I go bang bang You can't hang bullshit, Any human can have a split And load the Clip and get sick and get off of that Ass With the problem solver, cocked back revolver Bad motherfucker that care less if you see tomorrow You need a light to ball? Well meet Mr. Two-Face, it calls Junior, and let me Looney Tune Ya With that one rival gets took down layin' Right next to petunias On a solo Mission One ride, man, no gun I'm on one, on one a Solo mission One ride, one man, No gun I'm on one, on one Yeah