Texty: Bounty Killer. Suicide Or Murder.

Suicide or murder
In this jungle this they be glad to hang ya
Plus the galley man learn fi not to linger
Blow fast just like a gas cylinder
And then

Suicide or murder
Will this save you with this brand new gun ya
Want to hold back man he's gonna fi linger
Your head is like a boss gun shot with sin ya

Yes, boy, you see me contender
Me not retreat and me no surrender
Gun shot attack them like a rat in a blender
Gun shot, they get up me pull up they get sent up

Heard they shot a woman and me hurt defender
Word like a liar then me kick like ninja
Gonna rob them cents bea wanna like bazooka
You say it sucks, it's gone get bunch harder

Not ready to kill, then ready your heena
This man from Rockport and then from Reema
Clean up

Suicide or murder
In this jungle this they be glad to hang ya
Plus the galley man learn fi not to linger
Blow fast just like a gas cylinder
And then

Suicide or murder
Will this save you with this brand new gun ya
Want to hold back man he's gonna fi linger
Your head is like a boss gun shot with sin ya

Murder them, murder them
Test the most high, it's a suicide mission
MCs dead, all others fled
Fearing the power

Thunder and lightning
Lyrics like hot lead showered
Through the desert and in the jungle
When I bust off shots I blow up spots

And competition turns humble
Guns rumble, bodies tumble but I can't be injured
When I kill the contenders, I escape like a ninja

Suicide or murder
In this jungle this they be glad to hang ya
Plus the galley man learn fi not to linger
Blow fast just like a gas cylinder
And then

Suicide or murder
Will this save you with this brand new gun ya
Want to hold back man he's gonna fi linger
Your head is like a boss gun shot with sin ya

Yes, boy, we gonna drive life trife, uh
Juice get ame up like a scuba diver
Whores get a west up and then maybe wise up
Long time we dare you had a great survivor

Devil said you're wicked and your bud light's whiter
Kill or be killed and see the heart rise up
So just keep on killing, then fi gonna ride up
Yes, boy

Suicide or murder
In this jungle this they be glad to hang ya
Plus the galley man learn fi not to linger
Blow fast just like a gas cylinder
And then

Suicide or murder
Will this save you with this brand new gun ya
Want to hold back man he's gonna fi linger
Your head is like a boss gun shot with sin ya

When my mind spray, you must lay down get flat
Or snatch up your girl and your gun and shoot your way out the back
When I fire, the lingo blows out your rib cage
You retire the sound and not because of old age

Blood splatters and holy fire turns to dawn
Killing smooth and silently like the Rasta James Bond
Armed and dangerous, so grab your pistols
But like an MX missile, I'll rip right through you

Some rather die, then face a fate worse than hell
With a bounty on your hood and Bounty Killer on your tail

Suicide or murder
In this jungle this they be glad to hang ya
Plus the galley man learn fi not to linger
Blow fast just like a gas cylinder
And then

Suicide or murder
Will this save you with this brand new gun ya
Want to hold back man he's gonna fi linger
Your head is like a boss gun shot with sin ya