Yo it’s happening again:
Kept strapped in a van
These gangsta’s are grin-
Ning, thinking their sinning is winning
“With him, we can will his daddy for ransom to grant us a milli.”
I’m thinking you silly bitches will pay in a minute…

I don’t give two fucks about getting out this shit living…

Crossing a bridge a mile up
A sea of fog around us

Fuck it, I’m wound up:
I strike and bite the driver’s neck like a viper
Two guys beside me whip me back with nines - ugh!
But it’s too late to save the crashing ride - ugh!
We drop, disappear and get lost in time - ugh!