The silence isn't over, but the decrepitate No time to hesitate, anticipation, to be done And it don't matter you come Really don't matter you're from matter where you run
Flesh 'em down, hittin' them up Bottom line with business You gotta get a to handle it Nigga, no slackin', lackin', me Me is my best friend, there's my best friend And I really can't and swerve and Hennessey Seepin' down the of the Cherokee Jeep See the track in the back, strap 'cause double double shots Then, goes home to get the [unverified] when about the block Shoot the spot, but put the muzzle on the who tried to Oh, I he better not start hurt shit on the double glock, dangerous
My niggas have fun with you, man And they perfect stalkers searchin', snatchin' up strangers, remaining, I get 'em all finished Niggas, wanna hear silence, me [unverified] Fuck it, set on fire it was over, niggas never the silence I'm on the with a gun here I come ain't no muthafuckin' where to run Fin to get you some of this redrum, find to hide
Well, even though you tried, they got your body Done, done, done, it be one nine ninety nine, crime I find and then a niggas reap and catch people by surprise Drapped in a hoody, you rather spared then snatch your life? You still gonna pay the price, and I just might go up A and slice And I'll pick off any who's [unverified], your enemy dead We gon' meet you, get my gun and trick or You with the bullets that And to you it's not [unverified], I go to beat you
The isn't over, but the Flesh decrepitate No time to hesitate, anticipation, to be done And it don't when you come Really matter where you're from Won't matter you run
A been flippin' scripts over and over in the past From the wasteland made up of soldiers If you really enough, shot it And I blow up, rippin' apart they shoulders Go on, but the darkness up, my people trippin' If you late to pay my money on time And you better drop a dime or get up And your people won't find it all Well, then if you caught in the act, and you wrong had to get dealt with, gimme any lil' reason or purpose To pack a right in his head, hit it
Pain, no doubt that it, fuck up his health quick Shit, but at least it be my Ever now and then a nigga felt he had to hit 'em I'm Jefferey Dahmer But yet I'm for battle, so get my armor, comin' for you Thinkin' to get you, wig-split you What a pretty full moon On the streets to get bodies And I thought that we you
night we actin' fool Better move yourself a little Fast, and if ya thought you'd get caught up in a No to go stash what he left for me Burner, hot incinerator, gotta 'em to ash 'Til he nothin' but dust, I'm keep bustin', from cussin' Murda let's them triggers All of my are devious What, you really trust a family full of no slaves, neither no prisoners Here, there, get 'em all finished Anyone brave? I bet that you shiver, probably wet pants chance Flesh get 'em all diminished
The isn't over, but the Flesh decrepitate No time to hesitate, anticipation, to be done And it don't matter you come Really don't matter you're from matter where you run
Stand up and at ease, face, soldier My come swoopin' through to do the shootin' to cross me, punk took a loss, G Didn't cost me, I'll be Now toss me the Slam and the shells So the burn, saw a tint of light [unverified], we spill 'em, fools I load up my barrel, insane, who's to Flesh deck, at they chest, oh no, won't show mercy Betta run off in the hearse, [unverified] have On those who wanna me
You feelin' it worst, up far, feelin' with the fifth dawg Hear the triggers peel 'em, off in the coffin Chalk around 'em white, red Maff, nigga, that's your ass Buckin' with the boss in from Cleveland, and on the west for heaven's sake I say Yes, he created me, made me for my pistol And wonder where the demons clear my Receivin' that bullet path hit when I ya And the niggas [unverified] will ya
Creepin' on ah mo' come ups inflict for mo' Get him, gone, but wanna it on? Do you really, No, just a long fall in the bottomless pit As see eternal droppin' down And hit that ground, murda mo' ya, Forcin' you are so sure we're sure Not to call it war warriors, stories of Flesh And I got you eye-to-eye without a sign of for the most of ya
The isn't over, but the Flesh decrepitate No time to hesitate, anticipation, much to be And it don't when you come Really don't where you're from Won't where you run