"Looking Down The Barrel Of A Gun" lyrics - BEASTIE BOYS

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Rolling down the hill I'm snowballing getting bigger
An explosion in the chamber the hammer from the trigger
I seen him get stabbed I watched the blood spill out
He had more cuts than my man Chuck Chillout
24 is my age and 22 is my gauge
I'm writing rhymes on a page I'm goin' off in a rage
Cause I'm out on a mission a stolen car mission
Had a small problem with the transmission
3 on the train in the middle of the night
I have this steak on my head cause I got into a fist fight
Life comes in phases take the good with the bad
You bought the coins on the street holmes... and you know you got had
Because it's all high spirit you know you gotta' hear it
Don't touch the mic baby don't come near it
It's gonna get you it's gonna get you
It's gonna get you girl it's gonna get you

Lookin' down the barrel of a gun
Son of a gun son of a bitch
Getting paid getting rich

Ultra violence be running through my head
Cole Madenia y'all makin' me see red
Rapid fire Louie like Rambo got bullets
I'ma' die harder like my kid Bruce Willis
I love girlies waxin' and milkin'
Cordniating chimp is my man Dave Scilken (Smokie)
Predetermined destiny is who I am
You got your finger on the trigger like the Son of Sam I am
Like Clockwork Orange goin' off on the town
I've got homeboys bonanza to beat your ass down
Well I'm mad at my desk and I'd be writing all curse words
Expressing my aggressions through my schizophrenic verse words
You're a headless chicken chasin' a sucker free basin
You're looking for a fist to put your face in
Well get hip get hip don't slip you knuckle heads
Racism is schism on a serious tip