Burning Bullet

Burning Bullet As a aromatic substance, burning like a coolwater incense. Keeping them in suspense. I'm a queen I come with my own swarm of bees. From throwing rocks to carring glocks. I'm cocking my clip for the new verse that I spit. Tearing them apart, ripping hearts. Spilting heads laying them to bed. My mouth is like a pistol, it shoots pitiless missile's. You must not know about me. I bring the heat any where I be. To the left, to the left, a bullet staright to the chest. This is my profession, I'm the one who professes! Burning Bullet... To true to the game, my style burning like a flame. Keeping it gully from beginning to the end. I love being empty within. Drop the act, you'll stay a hood rat! Why are you going through my fam like a photographic cam. I'm a burning bullet... Just to fantastic, personalitiy is magnetic. Life style is justifiable justice, to a journey to how I live this! Coming up poor, to getting rich making them feel foolish. A long lived existence.... a burning bullet!