That's on my mama though, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
I'm out the bushes with it
There's a God in you

I put one up in the chamber, let that shit go off
A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall
Me and my kin steady hustlin' so forever we ball
Like Jada Pinkett I be strapped, and, bitch, I'm settin' it off
This ain't no game, no Nintendo, no, you holdin' somethin'
Bitch, give it up and lay it down right on the ground before I fold you
'Cause you grippin' on the ratchet, like you bustin' somethin'
Now catch me dipped in all black, like the Reaper be comin'
Overdose, say you thinkin' that you fuckin' with the menace
I'm a wolf amongst the sheep, I came back with bloody vengeance
I be surfin' off a thirty, whippin' shit like I'm a chemist
As I rise up from the guts, my demons take me from the [?]
New laser beams take your soul away, killer that make no mistake
Choppa hold the drum like Nick Cannon, it cause a murder case
Ride to my dyin' days, cock it back and give 'em grace
Bitch, you want a blessin', then take these 62's all in your face
Inside in my head, they tell me, "Kill 'em all"
Make your grave I'm quick to draw
Leave your lifeless body decapitated and shitted on
Hypnotize your mind and watch you crumble as I fade and fall
Strapped up with banana clips, Grey Gorilla gon' break you off
Bitch, what you hittin'? Yeah, you thinkin' I won't bust right back
All of the fire turn your body stiff and lay you all flat
Fuck competition, you can lick the sweat right off of my sack
I'm pushin' boulders, moving silent in the back of a 'Lac
I'm goin' in to take the grippin' on my Smith