[Intro: {Teena Marie Out on a Limb sampled}] I’m out on a limb I-I’m out on a limb-limb-limb [faded] [Verse 1:] Well I’m Pastor Troy I got a license to kill I shot that 50 your motherfuckin’ grill Niggas talking shit but everybody got a tounge What you got to say when I’m chillin’ with my gun PT nigga I got the license and I’m trifling Catch him in his hood and get to motherfuckin’ sniping I wish them niggas would but them niggas ain’t real A license- a license- a license to kill I been in this game since them dukey roll chains Chillin with my uncle off sellin’ cocaine Smoking weed with my friends when I was 10 Outside of the school drinking motherfuckin’ gin [Chorus (2x):] Well I’m Pastor Troy I got a license to kill I think you know what time it is, it’s time to get real Now what do we have here, a fuck nigga in fear I run this land you understand I make my self clear [Verse 2:] Well I’m Pastor Troy I got the license to murk I leave them niggas dick in the motherfuckin’ dirt Been puttin’ in work since I got my first pistol From my 22 to my motherfuckin’ missile A L-I-c-ense to kill Extreme heat (huh) is all you feel A 100 round 223 you can’t dodge it I put you on the beam and I’m making my deposit Rockets, grenades, and the machete Military issue K cause I’m ready I’m dumpin’ and I’m dumpin’ so you better write your will A license- a license- a license to kill [Repeat Chorus: (2x)] [Outro (2x):] {Teena Marie Out on a Limb sampled:} (Fade Out)