[Intro]
Yo
I dedicate this to all of you

[Verse 1]
I love the way I hunt down people with the stinger
Back in the day, it'll be the gun in my holster
Getting free shit is what you want from a manager
Got promoted and treated everyone as a pushover
Jock strap mad 'cause he wants a demand
No help from his friend, got annoying in a second
Went to his computer, started typing, and said
"Whatever, racist posts is what I'll send"
So he brings out a speaker and plays a few notes
Can't rap, can't sing, but he wants to do both
Threatened co-workеrs to kick their ass after work
Thank God he didn't, othеrwise his ass is roasted pork
No break in a 6 hour shift, he started bitchin'
No one wants to hear a fucking manchild in a kitchen
Worked very hard, I forgot to mention
Enemies been made, began creating attention
Told me 'get off set and let anyone handle with care'
I'll kick you in your fucking chest 'til your lungs kick in gear
And fuck any of your friends backing you up
I'm just gonna attack the ones you love

[Hook]
It's high noon
(Death takes its toll)
Why you act this way?
(Why do you act this way?)
If you threaten any one of us again, I'ma come and kill you
It's high noon
(Time to die)
Why you act this way?
(Please tell me)
If you threaten any one of us again, I'ma come and kill you

[Verse 2]
Yo, being one of the best is impeccable
Letting you off the hook is unacceptable
Why the fuck does your girl look like a ragdoll like Violet from the Incredibles?
You realized what you did wrong, you got emotional
After this shit goes out, it will be a sensational
You're afraid to admit it, we don't care about it
Once I find your helmet, I'm taking a shit in it
Now let's get back to the stinger
Packed more gunpowder than a Winchester
Rapid fire like a woodpecker
Bullets flown faster than a firecracker
You like it when chicken tenders are in your mouth
Your girl likes it with my middle finger down south
Mixin' and rhymin' is like lemon and lime
You sweaty as slime, I'm on my grind and the time is

[Hook]
It's high noon
(Death takes its toll)
Why you act this way?
(Why do you act this way?)
If you threaten any one of us again, I'ma come and kill you
It's high noon
(Time to die)
Why you act this way?
(Please tell me)
If you threaten any one of us again, I'ma come and kill you

[Verse 3]
You too poor to own a microphone
I've gained the privilege to spit before you had a chance to show
You ain't no gangster, that's what I've been told
Put your hands on me again, I'm swinging at your throat
Wait, scratch that, I could take it past rap and hurt you
But I just kept it on the tracks and merked you
I'm so sick and tired of meeting so many liars
If we fight, present an ID so I don't have to assault a minor
I send in attacks with a foreshadow
I now walk the Earth with four shadows
I study my prey before battles
After I torture you, you'll look like torn cattle
Lydia keeps you hot because you keep your face in her puss
Forget the trust, I'm giving you little cuts
After listening to Levitibus, you can't get rid of us
Now, I'm eating cinnamon buns over at the cinemas
People don't know who I'm trying to diss
But the people closest to me knows you won't ever be famous
I could call you by what your government name is
Yet you still don't know what your back pocket cypherin' name is
As for the last guy in the last couple verses, I'm not done
I treat stab wounds like you got stung
Second degree burns on your arm is just for fun
When I see him, I'll lodge his inhaler right into his lungs
It was a matter of time before I released the beef
This motherfucking toothpick really wants a piece of me
You better have your bestie to come speak to me
Or I'll still put your feet right up to your knees

[Outro]
Hey, cut this shit off
That's it, I'm done
Try to do some shit now, you fucking punks
This is Daniel Monroe, holler back