Assassination of a Pop Star - Stuck Mojo
Written by:Hang 'Em High Corey Lowery/Rich Ward
Circling a face a favorite fanzine talking sh*t as I load the magazines
30-30 is oiled and ready blunted so you know the nervers are steady
Got a backstage pass all access packin' a gat where it's strapped you can't guess
Slippin' a mickey to the crew and
Security aiming the red dot at the targets nine spot
I got you in my cross hairs the situation ain't fair
I sent you all warning notes but to the press it was a joke
The situation ain't fair I got you in my cross hairs
You all make me sick hold still while the gun goes click
City to city I'm stalking you but you think I'm following the group
I'm a groupie that you can trust as I mount C-4 under the bus
Cianide in your rider fruit snuck the blow gun darts by the black suits
Booby trapped the stage
The crowd will be dazed when you go
POP in a big ole blaze
I got you in my cross hairs the situation ain't fair
I sent you all warning notes but to the press it was a joke
The situation ain't fair I got you in my cross hairs
You all make me sick hold still while the gun goes click
Oh sh*t I've been shot I'm about to go into shock
Yo tell me what can I do
When I sold my soul I paid my dues
Yo listen I don't want to die
How much to live this time
Out the barrel in my mouth no I won't
No
No
Please
Please
Don't
I got you in my cross hairs the situation ain't fair
I sent you all warning notes but to the press it was a joke
The situation ain't fair I got you in my cross hairs
You all make me sick hold still while the gun goes click