[Chorus]
Feel
The words that I spill still
You might get killed
Feel
The words that I spill still
You might get killed

[Verse 1]
Fuck these punk busters, they all phony
Plus they all knew that I was only
The boy that they wish they could be
Especially when they see them diamonds bling
But yet still they scared to do a jack move
'Cause if they did, they gon' see that .44 move
So these n***as lookin' stiff
I got these boys froze up on that bitch' tip
Scary ass cluckers
I wish they'd take a chance on a come up so I can bust ya
With the heat grindin' deep while it capped ya
Then laugh to myself 'bout how I tapped ya
'Cross the top of your skull
And let you see, life ain't gotta be dull
It can be real exciting
And death can be inviting
[Chorus]
Feel
The words that I spill still
You might get killed
Feel
The words that I spill still
You might get killed

[Verse 2]
I like to bust on competition
And these bitch made n***as ain't listening
Wonderin' when one of these punks gon' jump
So I can let that metal dump
On one of these chump-ass fools
And let my shit heat up and get cool
And let 'em find out that they dealin' with a G
A black hearted n***a that'll leave you in the sea
And leave your bitch ass for fish food
I ain't trippin', that's how I do
Motherfuck a funeral
I'm trying to make sure nobody remember ya
'Cause I got no love for these marks
And I'ma let them know I've got heart
That's what I'm talkin 'bout
Yeah, peep what I got
[Chorus]
Feel
The words that I spill still
You might get killed
Feel
The words that I spill still
You might get killed