Charles Laney – One Man Army lyrics

Verse 1:

It wasn't kind of you to bite me
But I geuss errbody does it
I'm gon' take a bitch from you anyway
You gon' take a picture with me anyway
You gon' sign this ball anyway
They gon' root for me anyway
Tell them boys thats the winners way
The way i get it man anyway

Bridge:

Im out this bitch kutakente
Shouldve never let me get away
Tell them boys that I made it
Bout to pass out the template

Bridge B

Oh no they ran fuck the plan
Had to do it on my own
I went one man army

Chorus:
I'ma bring the heat!
I'ma bring the heat!
I'ma bring the heat!
Like a one man army!
Bring the heat!
I'ma bring the heat!
I'ma bring the heat!
Like a one man army!
Bring the heat!!
Bring the heat!!
Bring the heat!!
Bring the heat!!

T: I'ma bring the heat, I'ma burn you down
I'ma bring the heat, I'ma burn you down
I'ma bring the heat, I'ma burn you down
I'ma burn you down, I'ma burn your town

Verse 2:

Dont need you to like me
Yo girl already does it
And while your still strugglin
The hoes payin me for nothin

Cant tell you with your missin
I'll reduce you to nothin
You aint fuckin with me?
Then im callin you bluffin

Every shot you throw up stuffin
Put the shot up in your stuffin

While all these hoes gettin dicked in
Got em leanin in on that kick stand

Cant tell you what your missin
Competition didn't listen
Cops shocked try greetin
Shot fired fuck your speakin

You aint never heard of me
You aint fresher than me, my
Cant address mr me my nigga
International me my nigga
Astala vi my nigga
Cant catch up to me my nigga
Were those shots fired at me my nigga

You a stupid ass bitch & I aint fuckin w/ you!

Chorus

T: I'ma bring the heat, I'ma burn you down
I'ma bring the heat, I'ma burn you down
I'ma bring the heat, I'ma burn you down
I'ma burn you down, I'ma burn your town

Verse 3:

If its a drought
I'm the sun
I'm a dog better run,
I'm a gun, bullets bashin'
Mashin, rashin, clitta tattin
Ratta tattin, ratta tattin,
You wont even know whats happening'
I'm the lion this my jungle
You are sitting on my dinner plate!
Fuck a reenactment bitch
All I do is demonstrate
Administrate the tape to their mouth
Cuff em
Put em on the side & rough em
Up, damn they fuck & suck
I pray they do not procreate
My money gettin long
& my pockets are on overweight
Annihilate the fuckin lames
Make the haters know my name
Bring the pain
Spittin flames
Words hit you in the brain
In the game shootin' mane
Stars pull em too the earth
Had to pull it out your girl
So I could fuck the universe
Got the people wonderin'
All he fuckin does is curse?
Stuck my dick up her skirt
Skeet skeet skeet squirt
I Wouldn't stop kickin you in the face if my feet hurt

T: I'ma bring the heat, I'ma burn you down
I'ma bring the heat, I'ma burn you down
I'ma bring the heat, I'ma burn you down
I'ma burn you down, I'ma burn your town

Bring Bring the Heat
Bring Bring the Heat
Bring Bring the Heat