[Intro: Dkoolpharaoh]
Haha
(Gang) We all up in this bitch, gang
(Gang, gang) Mortis gang in this bitch, n***a
Yeah-haha
(Uhh) Ayy
(Uhh) Hey
(Uhh) Hey, hey

[Verse 1: Dkoolpharaoh]
Up in the cut like a [?]
[?] start stretchin'
[?] is a [?], not a Wesson
Bullet may hit you, they [?] you a lesson (Thraw, thraw)
If n***as keep talking that reckless
[?] and I'm leaving them headless (Ha)
The n***as who itching to fight [?] (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Stand in my face, well, you must be a waste
I'ma knock you, a bit like [?] Vegeta [?]
[?] fear [?] come and [?] I've been itching that [?]
You can run for a bit, but your blood might get traced
I've been [?] that shit like it's copy and paste
[?] let me hit with no haze
Like the pope [?] I was [?] with grace (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
You claim you got sticks, hope you train, bitch
Blast to the past, turn a n***a to some [?]
I'm chief with the mag, what's the issue?
Bullet eat a n***a fast, ripping like tissue (Uh)
Like scope to his face, but not Black Ops
Beam to the eye, now a n***a like cyclops
Make some art with the prey bits
Blood on the wall man, wish I could frame it, yuh
[?] back (Uh-huh)
Two shots at your neck (Bop-bop)
Dead shot with a TEC (Wait, what?)
Slit a n***a from his [?] (Gang)
[?] back (Uh-huh)
Two shots at your neck (Bop-bop)
Dead shot with a TEC (Wait, what?)
Slit a n***a from his [?] (Gang)