[Intro]
Fuck them cops, yeah
R.I.P

[Verse]
R.I.P. Kinnell Magee, that n***a stayed up on his bizz
Made his paper, did it big
But he got murdered by the pigs
Yeah, the cops jumped my n***a and left him
Like they ain't care for him
'Til I can see him again, I'll blow this smoke up in the air for him
And brothers always family, got problems?
I'll bust that thang for 'em
N***a, just give me the word
I empty clips up in they head for 'em
I'm knocking n***as' noodles
Diggin' chunks up out they chest
Mr. G.I.B.B.S., I'm homicide in the flesh
Murder on the fuckin' mic
Burner with me on the street
Get with me, all the bitch n***as against me
They gon' fuckin' [?] (Nah)
They didn't believe it so I showed y'all n***as
This about the third time that I done told y'all n***as (Haha)
Dropped the first two volumes to straight hold y'all n***as
Got 'em feelin' bad, back in the lab, recording disses (Haha)
I'm sorry nobody listened, you takin' shots and missin' (Woo!)
Get yo figures, n***a, this Big Bizness
We knockin', knockin' doors down (Haha)