Trigger Happy Crazy Town

I write these rhymes that shoot to kill you
Graffiti on the wall, bullets nine inch nail you
I don't really care who you think you are
Cause rock gods don’t bow to rock stars

I'm pullin' out the strap
I’m trigger happy with these raps
We travel all across the map
Got to take my crown back

I'm seein' red at red dawn
Ring the alarm, bring it on
I got hot metal in my hand
I'm causing bodily harm
They call it microphone tactics
MC's become target practice
They call us L.A.'s wasted youth
We roll in bullet proof jackets
And the code is encrypted
I don't think you can hack it
I pledge allegiance to graffiti
I'm hip hop for the bad kids

I write these rhymes that shoot to kill you
Graffiti on the wall, bullets nine inch nail you
I don’t really care who you think you are
Cause rock gods don’t bow to rock stars