Текст песни
Hit with a crowbar, beat with a lead pipe
Over their head till it gets to the brain
Cat's hella mad, type of mad when you mad hype
Move out his way, no one safe in his lane
The fuck you think that you got a chance bro
The fuck you do? Bout to be your loss
So lets not act like you wanna dance, hoe
Cause that's that man you don't wanna cross
That motherfucka with no money
That motherfucka with no whip
That motherfucka dressed all bummy
But with a nine and an extra clip
Without a reason to keep living
Without a thing that he's got to lose
Crossing him will get you murdered
That is a path you best not choose
When your life doesn't make any sense anymore
And the road that you're on no longer seems
Like the one that is right, realize that you might
Have to fight, ears deaf to their screams
When you take all the time in the world as you do
What you do when you take somebody's life
And the cost's being lost, past the point of no return
Earn your stripes as you turn the bloody knife
Deep inside of a wound, motherfuckas gonna pay
For the way you became an animal
With the motherfuckin will and the skill
When its kill or be killed, you will spill blood and will crack a scull
Of an enemy you face in a place that you're never finna leave
It's the place where people go to die, like a Minotaur's Den
Tell em when they will die, life will end in a blink of an eye
So, only way you leaving here is in a bodybag
The only way you leaving here is in a bodybag
The only way you leaving here is in a bodybag
Only way you'll go, is in a bag, bitch
Is in a bag bitch
Bag bitch
Is in a bag bitch
Bag bitch
Hit with a crowbar, beat with a lead pipe
Over their head till it gets to the brain
Cat's hella mad, type of mad when you mad hype
Move out his way, no one safe in his lane
The fuck you think that you got a chance bro
The fuck you do? Bout to be your loss
So lets not act like you wanna dance, hoe
Cause that's that man you don't wanna cross
That motherfucka with no money
That motherfucka with no whip
That motherfucka dressed all bummy
But with a nine and an extra clip
Without a reason to keep living
Without a thing that he's got to lose
Crossing him will get you murdered
That is a path you best not choose
