You need me to peal ya Rock the bandana? Scared to come to Runnin', hidin' cracked out Witcha momma. While you play witcha baby and Pajamas, don't moms getcha brains blew out the cannon. I know you scared. Oh you scared You scared. I you scared. Oh you scared, you Scared. Check out...
about time you turned this off ''cause go and get my sawed-off And drink some Smirnoff And blow ya fuckin' off So much can't get the red off You're better really off Say the wrong can set a war off Hitler, Adolf It's a thin line between showin' love and hate off Pushin' powder for power, takin' cream from I would hate to not clock hour wicked comes this way-off So you pray-off For another day, if not you might be Wit' the Die when the spray off Christ, you begged for ya life twice When the mortician embalmed ya body he ya ice In the people often said you looked nice Witcha Blue suit on, half ya face gone It's to pay up when the bodies catch the spray up Evil that's still in these still won't allow me to put the K up the dope don't weigh up, these bitches wanna lay up All in the D and get the streets hot The narcos around here lookin' for the crooks The hatas around here give me dirty looks I heard some hatas wanna kick my door in ''cause I gots more ends then all of ya kins Oh no, trust nobody, this game is deadly And on my mind inside my musical medley And I
(Chorus) Skydive,