Hey Get 'em boy, get 'em boy Get 'em boy, Get 'em boy, boy
X is comin' for ya, can't do for ya X is comin' for ya Run, hide, duck, We don't a fuck, fuck X is comin' for ya, can't do for ya X is comin' for ya Run, hide, duck, We give a fuck, fuck
Look in the mirror say my name times Turn out the lights then I done crooked nine Don't get scared now finish it 'cause you started it Watch shit grow out of control now you no part of it Nigga where your heart at? Tell me you made of lost a stripe 'cause 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 gotcha back for now till I the joint Plus give the feds a real good place to And laced the joint I ain't gonna front I had my hands Glad to be alive but you like that's that But now you know you get when you fuckin' wit 'Cause you shoulda left alone now you stuck in Duckin' shit till that gets 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 gettin' 'em screamin' It was all for the money I'm hittin' and splittin' him down his nose to his nuts Fire department put the hoes to his guts Washed away just like dirt when it And now because of you I hurt it rains
X is comin' for ya, can't do for ya 'Cause X is for ya Run, hide, duck, We don't give a fuck, X is for ya can't do nothin' for ya 'Cause X is for ya Run, hide, duck, We don't give a fuck,
My real name is Damien and my 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 there go white another nigga Takin' up room in the morgue under a sheet That's what you get for to take it there But with this eagle in your mouth You cryin' let's make it fair
Sometimes it takes pain to make the brain a smarter When I think the rain stop it only starts to rain harder Part of the game is niggaz wanna become And doin' the same I do remain nameless I want money, jag money so I gots to bag money I laughin' but yo it's mad funny
I used to about that shit you got But you ain't got that shit when that shit get hot up in the spot with two niggaz from Israel 'Cause it is you did squeal now how you think your kids feel? Knowin' you died a snitch I in yo' eyes and see a bitch Wasn't surprised to see a
Let's make it quick I got a flight at six goin' to So let this nigga know I know he I'ma smack his man Fuckin' niggas and silly niggaz I'd be eatin' of a plate With all them and philly niggaz 'Cause I took about as much I can stand
A nigga smilin' in my face they my motherfuckin' man Aiyyo it a lot worse 'cause there's a curse That "The reward for bein' real is a hearse" Before you turn thirty the dirty shit you did Catches up and get you right when you thought you It's gettin' dark and with the to the heart You you ain't gonna see your shorty Old to walk for real
X is comin' for ya, can't do for ya X is comin' for ya Run, hide, duck, We don't a fuck, fuck X is comin' for ya, do nothin' for ya 'Cause X is for ya Run, hide, duck, We don't a fuck, fuck