i was a dead man, walking they say, so every night i hit the gates
Load the ak and post up, in the window till come day, anyway hey
I feel the pay, back simmering in my brain
But thought of d**h cloud my mind
As my n***as is gone away many clips and 24 riches, packed
But who really got my back
Fade now that them n***as hit the grave
I'm k**ing them off for the olds days
24 ways and a 24 sack of that purple kush and make me sicker
Than sick and even get ripgut cannibal if you wish
Cause n***a it's ebk everyday all day to the day i die
I'm creepin through yo set with a mini mac 10
Ar15 rugga with a 12 guage pump in the trunk
And a black beany disguise
That n***a that you can't see just cus of them bloccsta loccs over my eyes
Crept like a black cat with a mac
With a mac 10 in my lap with fat sack of that shag
Took a hit of that sh** and seen some n***as with a 4-5th
So i let 'em have it ounces of ol e for oh no that indonesia spliff
And a 9 millimeter for the n***a that'll pump and dump 1 in your b**h
And put her in her grave
With that empty 40 ounce bottle and don't leave a drip
Then bounce to that ounce
With a lack and a mac and a fat sac of that indo sh**
I'm sicker than sick you n***as gotta admit when i
Grab my sh** you either gone or get caught with a hot one
n***a so rest in piss
(chorus)
Just call me agent double o duece foe block
I got that 9 milli glock and ready to put one in your knot
"rest in piss" (sh**) (repeat 4x)
(verse 2)
(brotha lynch)
From the rep of the depth of the double o
Duece foe block with a glock in my pocket
Full of that sac sh** you betta wear a bullet proof vest
When i'm at your set betta pack you a tech
Cause i'm at your neck with a clip full of that sh**
n***a don't trip when i put one in your dick that ripgut cannibal
Hannibal sh** n***a nuts and guts all over my chest
And stomach running to the lac threw my strap in the back
Twist me up a sack and i'm back on the garden block
Kicking it with maniac the n***a that a maniac sicker than sick
When a clips in progress put on the ground
With a brain full of them nine slugs read him in reader's digest
Uh i found a new love trickeling in my brain half of the doja
Half of the oe half of the fact that i am insane n***a frum tha duece 4
Blocctsa where n***as never put their glocks up
And get their co*ks s**ed n***a you just can't stop us
Loc to the brain insane with a main game that will maintain
Untouchable cut your throat and leave you in the street
With a lynch around your throat motherf**er
Cause you ain't got no love foe the block
Pop gotta hot foe that 24 street block
n***a that took a shot rest in piss
(chorus)
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