Ahem.
Ahem.
Meet Worth, my husband.
And when I say R.I.P.
that means rest in piss.
Aseverated in need for bloodshed and I meant every single word.
Shrouded with an acrimonious horror,
I'ma take his life.
I'ma make him see visions of the reaper holding up his scythe.
He can't see death,
that's gon' be the last of what he know is life.
Throw the flame like Spyro when I speak it,
I can make it hot.
Just like Crash, I know I'm bound to crash out,
cause this pussy will get shot.
Don't be talking that sub shit to a loose cannon,
cause I spaz a lot.
Got the mob to wipe this gun right off these streets once he gets shot.
And my aim precise,
don't need a switch,
that's just gon' waste my bullets.
Bearing all the bystanders,
I just pray they don't get in my way.
Look, he feel like Ray,
these pests all gone the moment that I spray.
I'ma spin the block and then I'm swerving like the letter J.
Got the pistol in the night,
full man don't let me go and buy a cake.
Moving like a soldier,
strolling down the street,
I don't back down.
Broke niggas be scheming,
he like Pennywise cause he a clown.
Do him so bad cops won't even recognize who they just found.
And I have to shine and I saw visions of his family crying.
Parents gon' be more distraught than y'all was over his friend Brian.
This is Drown, let's be feeling amazing as I send them bullets flying.
Just like Simba or Mufasa,
Chopper gon' roar like a lion.
Aseverated in need for bloodshed and I meant every single word.
Trouted with an acrimonious aura,
I'ma take his life.
I'ma make him see visions of the Reaper holding up his scythe.
He can't cheat that this gon' be the last of what he know is life.
Just like Alex Brown and you can't cheat that this a fuckin' wreck.
Aiming high like Dirk Nowinski with that arched,
me now head-tack.
Gotta be a fool to test me,
you better read me like a man.
Otherwise you won't get far and you gon' take a permanent neck.
I come from the 50s,
where niggas always fuckin' wiling.
If you do some nut shit,
you will garner, cuz that's just like violent.
Retarded nigga from the back,
I close his mind,
so I'ma blow his mind.
He shoulda treated this like a cafeteria and just stayed alive.
In Malay, his home, he'll die in flames before he see the devil.
Pussy nigga gon' rope in his juices and I'll leave his block his shovel.
So many things that I can do to the opposition, it's insane.
Terrorize these fuckboys like I'm Robert Carr from Up in May.
Aseverated in need for bloodshed and I meant every single word.
Trouted with an acrimonious aura,
I'ma take his life.
I'ma make him see visions of the reaper holding up his scythe.
He can't see death,
it's gon' be the last of what he know is life.