Intro Yeah – my mic sound good? Yeah (rata-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta) One-two, one-two Yeah,(Raise the gates) look, Yeah. (rata-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta) Listen. Yeah Verse 1 It’s node sub-optimal, so watch it when the Ruger spit Record the homicide so I can watch how many views it get **** the world, **** ‘em all, I’m tired of this music **** The (gooma) gon’ move regardless of who producin’ it You dumb if you don’t think that it’s a shot gon’ fly I will cross your ****in’ T’s and I will dot that I I will pop that nine, I will tighten the grip You a sucka, you the type to take advice from a ***** He defied God so he had to get his name cursed Armed to the teeth, carry metal like a change purse Make a list of raw ************s: Put my name first Every single line is by design to make ya brain hurt High like a ************, I ain’t hit the ground yet Dumpin’ till the whole clip empty like a sound check Twenty plus years, Akhi, I ain’t lost a round yet Kemetic Orthodoxy where the ritual was founded Chorus Nothing never is enough, everybody gettin’ touched ************s is runnin’ up on me The drama don’t stop, get your whole block shot All these shooters is runnin’ up on me I got a big street sweeper, I’m the hood Grim Reaper ************s is dyin’ around me My trigger finger stay itchin, we cookin’ in the kitchen I ain’t ****in’ with nobody but me Verse 2 So come hell or high water I’mma watch for the drop I make this graveyard crowded like a popular spot Nowadays it’s kinda hard to tell a cop from a ock I’mma aim the chopper either way and pop who I pop Listen, he a traitor so he left for the (hedge) Screaming high-pitched, cryin’ like he Stephanie Mills Ain’t no will or voice in this **** Die now or die later, that’s the choice that you get It’s moist and it’s wet, livin’ here is literally hell Bodies stackin’ when I crack ‘em like the Liberty Bell This dummy broke lookin’ at the bottom of the pipe I’m comin’ with the heater like the bottom of the ninth That’s ***** and that’s my life, wanna see me it’s nothin’ Just know that either way with me it’s gonna be a concussion Body bags everywhere, machetes here to chop ‘em up Put his body on ice, slap him like a hockey puck Chorus Nothing never is enough, everybody gettin’ touched ************s is runnin’ up on me The drama don’t stop, get your whole block shot All these shooters is runnin’ up on me I got a big street sweeper, I’m the hood Grim Reaper ************s is dyin’ around me My trigger finger stay itchin, we cookin’ in the kitchen I ain’t ****in’ with nobody but me
[00:01.47]Intro [00:05.45]Yeah – my mic sound good? [00:08.73]Yeah (rata-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta) [00:12.28]One-two, one-two [00:15.00]Yeah,(Raise the gates) [00:17.21]look, Yeah. (rata-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta) [00:23.24]Listen. Yeah [00:27.34]Verse 1 [00:27.54]It’s node sub-optimal, so watch it when the Ruger spit [00:30.48]Record the homicide so I can watch how many views it get [00:33.22]**** the world, **** ‘em all, I’m tired of this music **** [00:35.81]The (gooma) gon’ move regardless of who producin’ it [00:38.64]You dumb if you don’t think that it’s a shot gon’ fly [00:40.94]I will cross your ****in’ T’s and I will dot that I [00:43.63]I will pop that nine, I will tighten the grip [00:46.32]You a sucka, you the type to take advice from a ***** [00:49.01]He defied God so he had to get his name cursed [00:52.15]Armed to the teeth, carry metal like a change purse [00:54.93]Make a list of raw ************s: Put my name first [00:57.62]Every single line is by design to make ya brain hurt [01:00.41]High like a ************, I ain’t hit the ground yet [01:02.91]Dumpin’ till the whole clip empty like a sound check [01:05.76]Twenty plus years, Akhi, I ain’t lost a round yet [01:08.49]Kemetic Orthodoxy where the ritual was founded [01:11.00]Chorus [01:11.05]Nothing never is enough, everybody gettin’ touched [01:13.62]************s is runnin’ up on me [01:16.37]The drama don’t stop, get your whole block shot [01:18.89]All these shooters is runnin’ up on me [01:21.64]I got a big street sweeper, I’m the hood Grim Reaper [01:24.54]************s is dyin’ around me [01:26.92]My trigger finger stay itchin, we cookin’ in the kitchen [01:29.91]I ain’t ****in’ with nobody but me [01:32.25]Verse 2 [01:32.40]So come hell or high water I’mma watch for the drop [01:35.14]I make this graveyard crowded like a popular spot [01:37.84]Nowadays it’s kinda hard to tell a cop from a ock [01:40.52]I’mma aim the chopper either way and pop who I pop [01:43.31]Listen, he a traitor so he left for the (hedge) [01:46.06]Screaming high-pitched, cryin’ like he Stephanie Mills [01:48.74]Ain’t no will or voice in this **** [01:51.54]Die now or die later, that’s the choice that you get [01:54.18]It’s moist and it’s wet, livin’ here is literally hell [01:56.83]Bodies stackin’ when I crack ‘em like the Liberty Bell [01:59.66]This dummy broke lookin’ at the bottom of the pipe [02:02.39]I’m comin’ with the heater like the bottom of the ninth [02:05.29]That’s ***** and that’s my life, wanna see me it’s nothin’ [02:07.82]Just know that either way with me it’s gonna be a concussion [02:10.52]Body bags everywhere, machetes here to chop ‘em up [02:13.62]Put his body on ice, slap him like a hockey puck [02:16.26]Chorus [02:16.51]Nothing never is enough, everybody gettin’ touched [02:19.36]************s is runnin’ up on me [02:21.79]The drama don’t stop, get your whole block shot [02:24.67]All these shooters is runnin’ up on me [02:27.37]I got a big street sweeper, I’m the hood Grim Reaper [02:30.22]************s is dyin’ around me [02:32.85]My trigger finger stay itchin, we cookin’ in the kitchen [02:35.69]I ain’t ****in’ with nobody but me
