[Meechy Darko & Erick Arc Elliott]
Love hurts, ask Courtney, she killed Kurt
I do a bitch like Sid to Nancy if she cheat on me first
I'ma get the world's attention 'for I bleed on this earth
You gon' really get the message if you play this reverse
Okay lyrical combat, fatality, who wanna battle me
I'ma shatter every atom in his whole anatomy
So instead of me while you're steppin' closer
You becoming my enemy for the penalty
My antennas up sippin' the Hennessy
Okay, Christmas list a bad bitch and some better weed
A new desert E, 9/11 with the cherry seats
Drunk driving, doing 90 down the tunnel
With the dirty gun on my hip, bumpin' Capital Punishment
Just watch and observe the turbulence from the wordsmith
You're hardly worth it and it urks me, what's the purpose?
From the surface I emerge without immersin'
Momma nurse me, unemployed but not thirsty
Gat fresh out of the box, Nina a virgin
'Bout to pop a cherry and leave spots on your jersey
Bitches call me 2Cup Shakur, Hennessy pour
Weapons you drawing my integrity on
The thin line between love and hate, kill you
Smoke a blunt at your wake, see you in hell at the gates
My sweater shredded like Freddy but that's the way that it's made
Zombie gang, get the fuck out my face, the fuck is you say?
[Erick Arc Elliott & Meechy Darko]
Y'all play bang-bang, this a army run up on you (bang, bang)
Insufficient when I get you, even keep the pistol on you
Hit the call, this my dog, I'ma need official on you
Name brand, god damn, whole thang glisten on you
Y'all play bang-bang, this a army run up on you (bang, bang)
Insufficient when I get you, even keep the pistol on you
Hit the call, this my dog, I'ma need official on you
Name brand, god damn, whole thang glisten on you
[Meechy Darko, Erick Arc Elliott, & Zombie Juice]
Armaggedon, never leave home without my weapon
This song, who want one on one with the dead man?
Them boy want war? Get destroyed in dem Kevlar
Whole team whole scene, whole team dead off
Anything that I trust it gon [?] sell off
Liar tell some boy they mean belage
Play your position, we sinners and not sinners
We always been hot splitter, we won't if the cops get us
Speakin' of cops, they shot this cop on my block
They said you know what time it is? I guess he ain't had no watch
Bitch follow, niggas watch
In the game, hit a spot
For the fame
Money more than a game
Than a watch
Hit a spot
On your block
Let me dig up in your pocket
Let me stack up on your option
Cancelling your profit
Got a problem, got a vent, got a shot, got a sin
Gotta rob, gotta spend, is it you, is it him?
Is it us, is it them? Wonder how we make amends
Watch how they circle the block, hate us 'cause of our skin
Got a problem, got a vent, got a shot, got a sin
Gotta rob, gotta spend, is it you? Is it him?
Is it us? Is it them? Wonder how we make amends
Watch how they circle the block, hate us 'cause of our skin
[Erick Arc Elliot & Meechy Darko]
Y'all play bang-bang, this a army run up on you (bang, bang)
Insufficient when I get you, even keep the pistol on you
Hit the call, it's my dog, I'ma need official on you
Name brand, god damn, whole thang glisten on you
Y'all play bang-bang, this a army run up on you (bang, bang)
Insufficient when I get you, even keep the pistol on you
Hit the call, it's my dog, I'ma need official on you
Name brand, god damn, whole thang glisten on you
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