(feat. Kingpen)

[X-Raided]

I had a heart full of pride and had to set it aside
As I was nailed to the crucifix and stabbed in my side
Impaled, toothpicks jabbed in my eyes

^!$$%s cry but the truth is they're glad that I died
Inhale, conversatin' with Satan himself
Starin' in the mirror lately got him hatin' hisself

Inhale, green smoke like it's oxygen
Rise up out the grave, gotta get my props again
I pray for the day that I could say I got revenge

Got a vendetta cuz I been hated by lots of men
My rage, just way too strong to contain
I'm sinkin', but I'm way too strong to complain

I'm cheatin' the reaper every time he come for me
When I die, will you ^!$$% cry, ride, and die for me?
I'm creepin', prepared to take a breath without thinkin'

Of consequences, of starin' in the face of death without blinkin'
The Unforgiven X-Raided, take my name in vain!
Nefarious ^!$$%, feel the need to explain the game

To various ^!$$%s that got it twisted up like cornrows
I'm sick of this (*##$ %#@!, I'm comin' for you mark hoes


[Chorus: X-Raided + Kingpen]

[X-Raided] ^!$$%s I used to $#&@ with

[Kingpen] Consider Me Dead
[X-Raided] Yeah all you ^!$$%s can suck dick
[Kingpen] Consider Me Dead

[X-Raided] All them hoes I used to mack to...
[Kingpen] Consider Me Dead
[X-Raided] !#$* get a rose over the tattoo and...

[Kingpen] Consider Me Dead

[x2]


[X-Raided]
^!$$% I can't stop now, came too far to turn back

Flames burnin' in my brain, my heart done turned black
I opened my mouth to speak and I don't recognize my own voice
And when I close my eyes to sleep, dream of wildin' with my homeboys

And wake up, the image lingers
When he throw up the set it make me wanna break up the ^!$$%z fingers
Blow up the set twice a day, fake ^!$$% I respect not

Load up the Tec and spray your life in one day ^!$$%
I detect cops and you look like a (*##$
You shook like a ^!$$% that done did somethin' wrong

False form $$# ^!$$%
Get on and blast ^!$$%
Did harm to the last ^!$$% speakin' on my name

And I got these East Coast mutha$#&@as sleepin' on my game
I sleep even though my brain got me ready to seek and destroy
What? You speakin' on my joy? You speakin' on my pain

And it's been seekin' out my brain
Through this pen to this paper to this track
To the DAT and in your ears, ^!$$% for years

Yeah....

[Chorus]


[X-Raided]
When I die don't come visit me at my grave

I'll come up out the casket
Like "Night of the Living Dead" to get that $$# (*##$
Ride 'til a ^!$$% dead like Killa Tay on Crip

We got to admit you deserve respect but on Crip
You ^!$$%s gay Cuz we bloods like Dracula
We'll turn a ^!$$% round me

You weak thugs will have hurtful necks around me
We jump ^!$$%s like strangulations
And got a gang of patience when it comes to killin' lames

Layin', waitin' all night for an opportunity to spill your brains
Either you or me, gotta be one, holla at 'em
And I'm comrades with clouds so get decapitated or bombed in crowds

And never capture Raided I mob around
Turn your skin black and blue and orange by the time it's found
Tied and bound and tarred down
Two-faced, many faces better kept
Before we chop you up in suitcases

And disappear without any traces
And we all got game!
Paid with flames, all got game!
Knock y'all brain, Mad Man we all got fangs, (*##$!


[Chorus]