Lil B — Sending Shots

[Chorus] 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] It's that young new, cold spitter I got hot, now I spit live-r, you niggas need to get live-r You Jank-head-ass niggas, pussy like vagina And still cause problems, you need to stop rhyming Comin' on my turf, thinking that you're Ali Twelve o' clock hit you, you'll be sleeping with a IV I'm B, Poison like ivey, Rhyme 3 Spit 6, niggas think the pack sick, try me I got patches, and I ain't stop smoking I stopped smoking, sippin' on sizzurp and I'm focused You need bifocals to see my vocals I'm like bicoastal, or maybe tricoastal Biracial, hoe 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 leave your head stuck to walls like a poster, nigga [Chorus] Sending shots, to your head All day, it's the Pack I don't care, if you're dead Sending shots, to your face 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] It's the drummer boy without the bass, without the snare Give me stares, and I might just cut your face You act hard, but you really just flaccid I use cuss words, call you ass and a bastard You rappers need work, well, start bagging plastics 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 y'all think he's me, but he's pretty handsome I been crossed over, I'm the answer, you get me? I read a couple of minds and your whole life story How your's is just whack and your man's is just boring Deep in my eyes you can see beyond glory You see my mother, the Pack, and rap is my loyalty, nigga [Chorus] Sending shots, to your head All day, it's the Pack I don't care, if you're dead Sending shots, to your face Sending shots, to your head All day, Wolf Pack I don't care, if you're dead Sending shots, to your face [Verse 3] Freeze the beat man, check me out I'm speaking heat man, niggas gotta get me out Up out the oven in the zone where the speakers mount The mic above me, the mic's are lovely, sometimes I want to eat it out Like Ying Yang, skeet skeet all on the beats Your girl a freak, that's why she wants to dig me out But fuck a freak, I'm steady with my ass shit Fuck a paper up, bust a skut on the ad libs It's front boy going dumb, who is that kid? Wolf pack bars boy, he spitting mad kid Gotta thank my nigga L for Affirmative Action Cause know, I'm the two, and it's no need for asking Mix my perc, pass the time, blowing on my stashes Got new swisses, Apple right under the mattress Lost no matches, fight like I'm Cassius Killing off the beats, that's why I ordered caskets, nigga [Chorus] All day, it's the Pack I don't care, if you're dead Sending shots, to your face Sending shots, to your head All day, it's the Pack I don't care, if you're dead Sending shots, to your face [Outro] That's a no-no, nigga (issa no-no, nigga) Fuckin' with me that's a no-no, nigga (issa no-no, nigga) Fuckin' with L that's a no-no, nigga (sending shots, to your face) Uno, stuntin' I see you niggas (Wolf Pack) It's the best to be, baby (It's the pack nigga) And I'm loving it (It's the pack nigga) Welcome to the front, nigga, of B town's greatest. Signing off, man I gotta sing with y'all on the mic, you feel me?