On Sight lyrics

f*ck these other vatos, ese! ¡Get up Chucky, get up!

Were you ever once the bast*rd son?
As the finger slips from the golden gun
From your moral heights, it's on sight
Never going down without a fight

ON SIGHT OUTTA POCKET
WHATS GOOD MOTHAf*ckA
PUT EM UP
WE'LL SHOW YOU WHO THE f*ck WE ARE

f*ck your worth, you're full of sh*t
What's become your saving grace?
Abandoned your family beliefs
They'll let you die in the f*cking streets
Think again, It's just begun
You ever think, you'd be, the one condemned

I always knew that you never had it in you
A two-facеd fool, you're nothin but a baby back b*tch

ON SIGHT
OUTTA POCKET