One Shot
I.D.O.L. King Lyrics

I told y'all motherfuckers I was coming back (oh shit)
I previously informed all of you individuals that I would return, and now I have fulfilled that promise.

What now, nigga? What now?
What actions or choices will you make in response to my return?

What? Brewster Projects, nigga
This is a reference to the Brewster Projects, a housing development in Detroit known for its crime and violence.

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots
Multiple shots are being fired consecutively, indicating a dangerous situation.

All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops
The sound of gunshots signifies the end of enjoyment and the beginning of danger.

Bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stops
As people are being killed, the atmosphere changes abruptly, with the music being turned off and the party ending.

Everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off
In response to the violence, everyone is desperately trying to escape, while the shooter continues to fire.

Security's gone, I'm trapped in the club
Without any security, I am now confined within the club.

And I'm tryna run and get my motherfuckin' gun
My main objective is to flee and retrieve my firearm for self-defense.

(Nigga, what about your wife?) Nigga, fuck my wife
In this dire situation, I prioritize my own survival over the well-being of my wife.

I'm tryna run and save my motherfuckin' life
My primary focus is on escaping and preserving my own life.

Oh, shit, the shooter's coming
As the shooter approaches, an exclamation of surprise and fear is expressed.

Bitches hollerin', niggas runnin'
Amidst the chaos, women are screaming and men are frantically fleeing.

People, shot all over the floor
Numerous individuals have been wounded and are lying on the ground.

And I'm tryna make it to the Saint Andrew's door
My goal is to reach the exit of the club, located at Saint Andrew's door, in order to escape.

That's the sound of the Glock
The noise being heard is the distinctive sound of a Glock handgun.

Even DJ House Shoes fucked around and got shot
Even DJ House Shoes, a persona or character, has been shot due to his involvement or presence in this dangerous situation.

I done messed around and forget my TEC
Due to the confusion and panic, I have accidentally left behind or misplaced my TEC-9 handgun.

I don't see nobody, but Fatt Father and Hex
I can only identify Fatt Father and Hex, as they are the only recognizable individuals present.

(Kuniva, you hurt?) These niggas is trippin'
A concerned inquiry is made about Kuniva's well-being, while acknowledging the precariousness of the situation.

(Where's Bizarre at?) (I don't know, man)
Uncertainty is expressed regarding the location of Bizarre, as the individual speaking is unaware of his whereabouts.

I'm tryna slip through the exit and get to where my car is at
My intention is to discreetly make my way out of the club and reach the location where my car is parked.

Bitches screamin' everywhere and niggas is wylin'
The women are screaming in panic, while the men are behaving erratically or violently.

Two minutes ago we was all jokin' and smilin'
A stark contrast is made to the previous lighthearted and jovial atmosphere, which has now been replaced by fear and chaos.

This chick is clingin' on to me, sobbin' and sighin'
A distressed woman is holding onto me tightly, crying and expressing deep sorrow.

Said she didn't mean to diss me earlier and she cryin'
The woman acknowledges that her previous disrespectful actions towards me were unintentional and now regrets them, leading to her tears.

But it's real, and it's on, and caps is gettin' peeled
The situation is undeniably dangerous and violent, with bullets being fired and lives being lost.

So I hugged her and used her body as a human shield
In a desperate attempt to protect myself from incoming gunfire, I embraced her tightly, using her as a shield.

She got hit and now she's yellin' (don't leave me)
Unfortunately, she was shot and is now pleading with me not to abandon her.

I told her I'd be right back and the dumb bitch believed me
I reassured her that I would return shortly, and despite her naivety, she believed my words.

I squeezed through the back door and made my escape
I managed to navigate through the rear exit, successfully fleeing the scene.

I ran and got my .38, I hope it's not too late
I hurriedly retrieved my .38 caliber handgun, hoping that it is not too late to defend myself.

(I been tryna call you all day, motherfucker, where you at?)
Frustration is expressed towards me for failing to answer calls and reveal my current location.

I'm on 7 Mile, what the fuck was that?
As I inform the individual about my whereabouts on 7 Mile, I suddenly encounter a disturbing or alarming event.

Damn, somebody hit me from the back
I have been struck or rear-ended by another vehicle.

(With what? They car?) With a gat, nigga, and my tire flat
The individual hit me with a gun, not their car, resulting in my tire being punctured.

And I just hit a pole, them niggas some hoes
Following the car incident, I crashed into a pole, expressing disdain for the individuals responsible for causing such chaos.

(Is you hit?) I don't know, but I can tell you what they drove
I am uncertain if I have been injured or not, but I am able to provide a description of the vehicle the assailants were using.

It was a black Mitsubishi (shit, that's the clique we beefin' with)
The vehicle involved is a black Mitsubishi, which belongs to the rival group we are currently engaged in conflict with.

Man, (I swear) and I was on my way there
Remarkable frustration is expressed as I had intentions of heading to that exact location.

Believe me, I'm leavin' a carcass today
I am determined to leave behind a dead body or eliminate one of our enemies during this encounter.

And I'ma park my car and walk the rest of the way
To avoid any further complications or delays, I intend to park my damaged car and proceed on foot for the remaining distance.

I'm in the mood to strut, my AK ain't even tucked
I am in a confident and assertive state of mind, openly displaying my AK-47 assault rifle without attempting to conceal it.

I'ma meet you at the club, we gon' fuck these hoes up
I plan to rendezvous with you at the club, where we will engage in violent or aggressive actions against a group of women.

I never seen no shit like this in my life before
The current situation is completely unprecedented, and I have never encountered anything of this nature previously.

People are still camped out from the night before
Individuals have been waiting outside the venue since the previous night, demonstrating their dedication or excitement for the upcoming event.

Sleepin' outside the door, waitin' in line still
People have resorted to sleeping or resting near the entrance, while patiently waiting in line for entry.

Tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform
Their main objective is to gain access to the club in order to witness a performance by the music group D12.

The fire marshals know the venue's too small
The fire marshals are aware that the venue is not sufficiently equipped or spacious enough to accommodate the large crowd.

People are wall to wall, three thousand and some odd
The venue is packed with a massive crowd, numbering around three thousand or more individuals.

Fans and some cumwad from out the parking lot
Amongst the fans, there is an individual who is either disliked or considered insignificant, having arrived from the parking lot.

Gets in an argument over a parking spot
The aforementioned individual becomes engaged in a conflict or dispute regarding a parking space.

Decides to pull his gun and lets a few of them off
As a result of the argument, the individual reaches the decision to brandish his firearm and fire a few shots.

Missed who he's aiming for, six feet away's the door
The intended target of the shooter is not hit, and only a mere six feet separate him from the exit door.

Into St. Andrew's Hall, now the strays flyin' all over the place
The stray bullets are now dispersing throughout St. Andrew's Hall, endangering the lives of anyone present.

Grazed one bitch in the face
Unfortunately, one woman has been superficially wounded by a bullet grazing her face.

Another one of 'em came through the wall
Another stray bullet penetrated the wall, indicating the alarming range and penetration power of the gunshots.

Before anyone could even hear the first shot go off
The situation escalated rapidly, with additional shots being fired before anyone had a chance to register or react to the initial gunshot.

I'm posted up at the bar, having a Mazel Tov
I have positioned myself at the bar, enjoying a Mazel Tov cocktail or drink.

Bullet whizzed right by my ear, damn near shot it off
A bullet narrowly missed hitting my ear, demonstrating the close proximity to a life-threatening injury.

Thank God I'm alive, I gotta find Denaun
In a moment of relief and gratitude, I realize that I am still alive and immediately prioritize locating Denaun.

And where the fuck is Von? He usually tucks one on him
I express frustration and concern regarding the whereabouts of Von, as he typically carries a firearm for protection.

Wait a minute, I think I just saw Bizarre
After a brief pause, I believe I have spotted Bizarre, a member of the group, within the chaotic scene.

Nah, I guess not, what the fuck? Oh my God, it was
Initially uncertain, I suddenly realize that my initial observation was correct, causing shock and disbelief.

I never saw him run so fast in my life
Bizarre, known for his eccentric behavior, is seen running at an unexpected and remarkable speed.

Look at him haulin' ass, I think he left his wife
His rapid departure is accompanied by the notion that he may have abandoned his wife in the process.

There she is, on the ground, being trampled
I spot his wife lying on the ground, being trampled by the frantic crowd.

I go to grab her up by the damn hand, but I can't pull her
Despite my attempt to rescue her by grabbing her hand, I am unable to effectively lift or remove her from harm's way.

Goddamn, there just went another damn bullet
Yet another bullet is fired, contributing to the ongoing danger and increasing the number of potential victims.

I'm hit, my vest is barely able to handle it
I have been shot, and my bulletproof vest provides only minimal protection against the impact.

It's too thin, if I get hit again, I can't do it
Recognizing the limitations of my current vest, I understand that another gunshot wound would be too much to withstand.

I scoop Dee, follow Bizarre's path, ran through it and
I quickly grab Dee and proceed to follow the path taken by Bizarre, running swiftly to escape the danger.

Made it to the front door and collapsed
Finally reaching the front exit, I am overwhelmed and physically exhausted, causing me to collapse or fall to the ground.

On the steps looked up and I seen Swift
From my position on the steps, I gaze upward and spot Swift, another member of the group.

Shootin' it out but I can't see who he's shootin' it out with
Although Swift is engaged in gunfire, I am unable to determine the specific target or opponent he is firing at.

But Denaun's right behind him, squeezin' his four-fifth
Close behind Swift, Denaun is wielding a .45 caliber handgun and actively firing shots.

Yo, it's Friday night, came to this bitch right
Emphasizing the day of the week and the purpose of their presence, they have arrived at this venue seeking a certain experience.

Big ass on my left hand, Desert Eagle in my right
One hand grasps a large cocktail or drink, while the other holds a Desert Eagle handgun, highlighting their assertive and potentially violent intentions.

I ain't come in this bitch to party, I came in this bitch to fight
Their motive for being in this establishment is not to enjoy the party atmosphere, but rather to engage in physical confrontations.

Although I can't stay here to fight 'cause I'm poppin' niggas tonight
Despite the desire to engage in violence, their intention to eliminate or kill individuals prevents them from staying and fighting in this moment.

That's right bitches, I'm drunk with revenge
Pridefully expressing their intoxicated state of mind, fueled by a desire for revenge.

Shot a bouncer in the neck for tryna check when I get in
They assertively shot a bouncer in the neck as a preemptive response, retaliating against any attempts by the bouncer to scrutinize or deny their entry.

Swift told me to meet him here, so it's clear that the schmuck
The fact that Swift instructed them to meet at this location makes it evident that the individual causing trouble arrived and is present within the venue.

That shot out the back of his truck is up in this motherfucker
Referring to the individual who fired shots from the back of his truck, it is apparent that he is instigating or causing chaos within the establishment.

So one shot for the money, two is to stop the show
They plan to fire one shot as a warning or display of power, followed by a second shot to halt or interrupt any ongoing performances.

The third's for the bartender (bitch, bring me a bottle of Mo')
The third shot is intended for the bartender, who is instructed to promptly provide a bottle of Moët & Chandon champagne.

I just wanna know who driving the black Mitsubishi?
Their curiosity lies in identifying the individual operating the black Mitsubishi vehicle mentioned earlier.

He tried to run, so Proof shot him in the knee with a three-piece
In response to the driver's attempt to flee, Proof expertly fired three shots, with one of them striking the driver's knee.

Yo, it's Friday night, came to this bitch right
Reiterating their previous statement about arriving at the venue on a Friday night with specific intentions.

Big ass on my left hand, Desert Eagle in my right
Repeating the earlier description of their physical position, holding a large cocktail on their left and a Desert Eagle handgun on their right.

I ain't come in this bitch to party, I came in this bitch to fight
Repeating the previous sentiment regarding their purpose for being at the establishment, expressing their intention to engage in physical altercations.

Although I can't stay here to fight 'cause I'm poppin' niggas tonight
Reiterating the same idea from earlier about their inability to stay and fight due to their intentions of eliminating or killing individuals.

One shot, two shot, three shots, four shots
Emphasizing the repetition of shots being fired, reiterating the dangerous situation.

All I hear is gunshots, this is where the fun stops
The constant sound of gunshots marks the end of any enjoyment, indicating the severity of the situation.

Bodies drop, hit the floor, music's off, party stops
As people are being killed or injured, the party atmosphere comes to a halt, with the music being turned off.

Everybody hit the door, somebody's lickin' shots off
In response to the violence and danger, everyone rushes towards the exit doors, while the shooter continues to fire.