Black Cat Video (MV)

Run across your path bad luck like a black cat
Forty four mag boutta get a body snatched
Do the f*ckin math I don't do it half assed
Scream all you want but today is your last
Gripping on the Mac blood all over my mask
You'll never know the man who held your life in his grasp
One two wit the pump make it lights out real fast
Sneak up on ya ass like a F*ckin cold draft

Got a new freezer on ya think ya Billy badass
But when I pull the nine we gone see who get glassed
Cause ya fake game shit ain't Finally pass class
Pull up on ya block boutta put ya on blast
Ya run like a bitch hiding down in the back
Run through on the goth shit dressed in all black
I come through wit a goth bitch sitting on my lap
And a little pussy boy boutta get his ass capped