Текст песни
I hate the whole fucking world so the world better hate me
I bust into your house and kill your whole fucking family
I get so much pussy I think fucking is boring
Took 10 mothafuckas to the grave for snoring
They couldn’t handle me enough so what the fuck you gonna do with me?
Lock me up? Punk, I broke out of two penitentiaries
Join the gang, ain’t no thang, I love competition
Shot my brother in the head cause my hand was itching
Never liked my stepdad cause he was too phony
Stuck his arm up his ass cause he tried to swing on me
I killed two of my teachers cause they called me a dummy
Yo, ask me why I don’t smile cause I don’t think shit funny
I don’t joke, bitch, nor do I clown
You can tell I was in Houston from the bodies I left around
Now you can take that shit to the bank
And tell all the fucking people that’s why they call me Point Blank
(What's your name, nigga? What’s your name, nigga?) Point Blank…
When I go off, people say they never saw shit
And close their ears cause I only kick the raw shit
You said you was tough so I started to busting the rough shit
Now you wanna cry, you must not be from South Park, bitch
A lot of niggas wanna rush the Blank on a bum tip
But that’s a dumb tip
See, I only been threaten by one man in my life
And I promised I’d never to look in the mirror with a butcher-knife
Shock cause my lyrics are browsing
Suckers I battled last year still standing with their mouths open
Hoping they could come a plea but not from me
Cause I’m solid as a bar that’s slamming T.D.C
A lot of niggas say they are harder than concrete but still get bin
Bitch, I punch holes in cement
I can’t believe you played yourself
Trying to carry the load, you know you out weighed yourself
You better go to sleep and forget the past
Cause I’ma fuck around and wreck your ass, bitch
Point Blank, the hardest mothafucka around
A lot of niggas tried to cross my waters but got drowned
See, I think compared to me
Other artists and new mothafuckas' scared to get with me
But I met a couple, their nuts was swoll
And they still try to take my shoes out their asshole
Never would Blank get rolled on
I got suckers on life-support still trying to hold on
I tried to give them a break, let them stay awake
But now I see I made a mistake
Cause the pussy mothafuckas claiming they bad and shit
Now they sleep forever in a casket
Never underestimate the mind of a psycho
Harder than a mothafucka, people say I might go crazy
But I’m not, I’m slicker than a fox
Stomach made of steel, drink piss on the rocks
On the level I’m straight, crowds I motivate
Penetrate bitches with my trusty old .38
So don’t ever try to step to me wrong
Cause when my blood rush I cut more people than King Kong
Police on my ass cause I terrorize the city
Doctors love me for keeping hospitals busy
Social security is a punch of bull
I get a check every month for keeping graveyards full
So if you ever need a nigga that’s insane
Look me up, Point Blank’s my mothafucking name
(What's your name, nigga? What’s your name, nigga?)
Point mothafucking Blank!