Hey Get 'em boy, get 'em boy Get 'em boy, Get 'em boy, boy
X is comin' for ya, do nothin' for ya 'Cause X is for ya Run, hide, duck, We don't give a fuck, X is comin' for ya, can't do for ya 'Cause X is for ya Run, hide, duck, We don't give a fuck,
Look in the say my name five times Turn out the lights I done crooked nine live Don't get scared now finish it 'cause you started it Watch shit out of control now you want no part of it Nigga where your heart at? me what you made of Already lost a stripe I know what you afraid of
We know you pussy but I ain't gonna say nuttin' hit a nigga off and you can stay frontin' I back for now till I cased the joint Plus the feds a real good place to point And the joint I ain't gonna front I had my hands full Glad to be alive but you like that's that But now you know you get when you fuckin' wit 'Cause you left alone now you stuck in shit Duckin' shit till that headpiece blazed Screamin' ahh cease to the grave
It's at least for you it is It don't think the to see how true it is I knew these kid but did that stop me from 'em screamin' It was all for the money I'm hittin' and splittin' him down From his nose to his Fire department put the hoes to his guts Washed away like dirt when it rains And now of you I hurt when it rains
X is comin' for ya, can't do for ya X is comin' for ya Run, hide, duck, We give a fuck, fuck X is for ya can't do nothin' for ya X is comin' for ya Run, hide, duck, We give a fuck, fuck
My name is Damien and my girl's name is Carrie That bitch is hot but too young to marry That nigga Satan be fakin' mad so I taxed his ass Every chance I get is another hit
Another nigga split go white meat another nigga up room in the morgue under a white sheet That's what you get for to take it there But with this desert in your mouth You cryin' let's make it fair
Sometimes it takes pain to make the a little smarter When I think the rain will it only starts to rain harder Part of the game is niggaz become famous And the same shit I do remain nameless I want house money, jag so I gots to bag money I ain't but yo it's mad funny
I used to about that shit you got But you ain't never got that when that shit get hot Runnin' up in the with two niggaz from Israel 'Cause it is real you did squeal now how you think your feel? you died a snitch I look in yo' eyes and see a bitch Wasn't to see a switch
Let's make it quick I got a flight at six to Pakistan So let this nigga I know he pussy I'ma smack his man Fuckin' willie niggas and silly I'd rather be eatin' of a With all them Baltimore and philly 'Cause I done about as much I can stand
A smilin' in my face like they my motherfuckin' man Aiyyo it gets a lot worse 'cause a curse says "The reward for bein' real is a hearse" Before you turn thirty the dirty shit you did up and get you right when you thought you slid It's gettin' dark and with the to the heart You realize you gonna see your shorty Old to walk for real
X is comin' for ya, do nothin' for ya X is comin' for ya Run, hide, duck, We don't give a fuck, X is comin' for ya, do nothin' for ya 'Cause X is for ya Run, hide, duck, We don't a fuck, fuck