Squeeze The Trigga

[Verse 1: SCUM]
Dreaming of slowly dying in so many different ways
Waking up in the morning in a motherfucking daze
Voice that up in my head suggested I should load my gun (Gun)
Thinking of suicide but fuck that shit I'm not the one (Run)
Going out like a sucker from the wounds I self-inflict
Stupid-ass motherfucker woulda done it and got dipped
But I'm not about to put that bullet in my hand (No)
Cause before I'm dead so many more must taste the lead (Huh)
Many will have to pay for shit that happened in the past
Taking their lives away with a fucking sawed-off shotgun blast
Covered in fucking blood I'm 'bout to be from head to toe
So it's time to go cause I can't take it anymore
Clickity fucking clack I'm putting the hollows in the MAC
Anyone in my way is finna pay and that's a fact
Fed up with my life, I'm going on a killing spree
Slugs are trapped inside my gun I'm 'bout to set 'em free

[Chorus: SCUM]
Back against the wall, you better squeeze that trigger
Nothing good at all, you better squeeze that trigger
No one you can call, you better squeeze that trigger
Finger on the trigger makes the confrontation bigger
Know your fucking role, you better squeeze that trigger
Time to go AWOL, you better squeeze that trigger
Wanting to see him fall, you better squeeze that trigger
Shoot that motherfucker, better squeeze that fucking trigger

[Verse 2: SCUM]
Dreaming about your future and regretting your fucking past
Knowing that you's a killer and you feel a need to blast
Anyone stepping up is gonna be hitting the fucking floor
Laying the rest to rest [gun I got?] loaded .44
Walking up in the club so broke you can't afford a drink (Nope)
Going up in the bathroom, throwing up in the fucking sink (Ugh)
Checking the fucking ammo cocking your motherfucking gun
Walking out onto dancefloor bucking it twice and watching you run
Boom motherfucker boom, with a couple of shots can clear the room
Scattering just like roaches, crush 'em, boom motherfucker boom
Anyone fucking else? That bullet's faster than your legs
All them fucking hoes are gonna be stuffed in bodybags
But who gives a fuck about whose blood is on your hands
Living the life of shank-ass hoes so this is where it ends
Putting a barrel to your head or in your mouth with ease
FInger's on the trigger, time to give that bitch a squeeze

[Chorus: SCUM]
Back against the wall, you better squeeze that trigger
Nothing good at all, you better squeeze that trigger
No one you can call, you better squeeze that trigger
Finger on the trigger makes the confrontation bigger
Know your fucking role, you better squeeze that trigger
Time to go AWOL, you better squeeze that trigger
Wanting to see him fall, you better squeeze that trigger
Shoot that motherfucker, better squeeze that fucking trigger

[Bridge: SCUM]
*Breathing heavily and a long exhale* *Loading gun*

[Chorus: SCUM]
Back against the wall, you better squeeze that trigger
Nothing good at all, you better squeeze that trigger
No one you can call, you better squeeze that trigger
Finger on the trigger makes the confrontation bigger
Know your fucking role, you better squeeze that trigger
Time to go AWOL, you better squeeze that trigger
Wanting to see him fall, you better squeeze that trigger
Shoot that motherfucker, better squeeze that fucking trigger

[Outro: The Caller (Kiefer Sutherland)]
At this range the exit wound ought to be about the size of a small tangerine