Текст King 810 – What’s Gotten Into Me

What’s gotten into me
What’s gotten into me
Desert and rain, pleasure and pain, natural enemies
What’s gotten into me

It’s the boogeyman, I make grown men look like children
I got an angel and a devil and they move in tandem, one holds my hand and one holds my handgun
Speakin of my handgun, she’s handsome and when we be out dancin
In the throws of passion, I be laughin, all you see is fuckers scatterin
Industry says I’m a hard sell, I remember having hard caked under my nails and
When I would run out, I would stay out and scrape a couple last sales
Know that its death before dishonor, know that its do what thou wilt
Know, I don’t want the money from the take, boy, I want the blood from the kill

What’s gotten into me
What’s gotten into me
Desert and rain, pleasure and pain, natural enemies
What’s gotten into me
What’s gotten into me
Right in the street, shots at police, what’s gotten into me

Bow your head, close your eyes, I’ll see you on the other side
If there is another side I’ll be a killer, Christian, killer, Christian, killer, on the other side
On my face is the concrete and they’re saying if I move then they’ll turn my ass to dead meat
On my head is a man’s gun with badge and baton and he’s reading my Miranda’s
Been like that since I was 9, got in handcuffs for the first time
And I’ve had women you would kill yourself over none as attractive as crime
And you know we keep the stick or we keep the dick ain’t nobody got time to reload
And if you played where I played at you would lay where I played at cause they’re shootin more than dice in the road

Oh, what’s gotten into me
Oh, what’s gotten into me