(Brotha Lynch)
(talking)
Yeah Im back up in this motherfucker
For the 9 whatever the fuck
You know I ain't dead yet
I'm with my real loc niggas
I was a dead man, walking they say, so every night I hit the gates
Loc'ed up ak and post up, in the window till come day, anyway hey
I feel the pay, back simmering in my brain
But thought to death cloud my mind
As my niggas is gone away many clips and 24 riches, packed
but who really got my back
Fade now that them niggas hit the grave
I'm killing them off for the olds days
24 ways and a 24 sack of that purple cush and make me sicker
than sick and even get Ripgut Cannibal if you wish
cause nigga it's EBK everyday all day to the day I die
I'm creepin through yo set with a mini mac 10
AR15 rugga with a 12 guage pump in the trunk
and a black beany disguise
That nigga that you can't see glocks and locs
over my eyes crept like a black cat with a mac
with a mac 10 in my lap with fat sack of that crack
took a hit of that shit and seen some niggas with a 4-5
So I let 'em have it bounce to the O you know trippin
on that Indonesian shit and a 9 millimeter for you to dump
and put one in your bitch and put her in her grave
with that empty 40 ounce bottle and don't leave a drip
then bounce to that ounce
with a lack and a mac and a fat pack shit
I'm sicker than sick you niggas gotta admit when I
grab my shit you either gone or get caught with a hot one
nigga so rest in piss
(Chorus)
Just call me agent double O duece foe block
I got that 9 milli glock and ready to put one in your knot
"Rest in Piss" (Shit) (repeat 4x)
(verse 2)
(Brotha Lynch)
From the rep of the depth of the double O
duece foe block with a glock in my pocket
full of that sess you betta wear a bullet proof vest
When I'm match your set betta pack you a tech
cause I'm at your neck with a clip full The body count will be masive
Much worse than Oklahoma
Hard times for the experts
Messes like this mean lots of work
Burnt beyond recognition
ID's they get from DNA
And everybody will still wonder
How we ever let it happen
A car filled with explosives
Made it's final fucking run
Splitting crowds in mere seconds
Like Moses once split the red sea
Just moments later an explosion
Even brighter than the sun
They hadn't time to realize
What was going on
We just got another lesson
How illusory safety is
This was an opportunity
Just too good to miss
We have been gutted like a fish
In a moment of poor attention
Now we are responsible
For our own suspension