Thus the ^!$$% in that casket hotboxin
How many mutha$#&@ers wanna empty out they glocks in me
The gangbangers most wanted

The first ^!$$% caught me in my side
And my set didn't ride
So I'm locc to the muther$#&@ing brain

50 pounds of dank in my casket
I'm bout to take my last splift
Before I make that move to insane

Records of a criminal for baby killin nothin
40 ounces wit my game
Them ^!$$%s that kill they momma for some fame

For the ripgut trigga to hit what mutha$#&@ers in my aim;
Even my momma tried to take me out the game
By heating up some Brandy and taking it to the dome because I came;

With the siccness and it's just the dank that I smoke
Making me load that millimeter putting deuce up in your throat;
Murder she wrote, in the book, as a gang related homicide

Reality check ^!$$% for the fact she giving it up
It's suicide for the do or the die
True or the die each time

One after each as I creep through the streets
With a 9 millimeter up under my seat
I pack heat, deep cuz a ^!$$% like me can't be played cheap;

blink, before I'm leaving this ^!$$%s guts up in the street;
peep, ever since ^!$$% deep I gotta carry me something
Cuz everywhere I go ^!$$%s 12 gauge pumping

I wan't them to know when my 44 bust
I'm taking this ^!$$%s brain hookin him up
And murderin ^!$$%s up

Then I give it up, then I'm in the cut
5 triple 0 double o Mosburg pump
Point it at your grill

Ready to bust for the fact some call me still
The hardest ^!$$% in that casket hotboxing
So who those mutha$#&@ers that wanna empty out they glocks in me;

Think 24 times fool fo you come wit yo punk 9's
Cuz ^!$$% you ^!$$% me, my oozie say its dinnertime
That ripgut cannibal mind for the %#@! that make them violent crimes;

That's atheist so feel the sign
A deadman walkin