Roll up on the opp’s and spray ‘em up like A fresh brick wall and turnt their chest into A mural bring your lifespan to absolute zero So now you want some get back for how your homeboys died I think you should swallow Your pride before you fuck around and find out how you gonna scream and shout when they stomp you out and then you get folded like a soft taco with your clothes still on then It’s casket closed and a bouquet of roses on Your coffin for all of that big shit you was talking then they found you in body chalk for all that tough talk you going on about and now you’re 6 way low pumped full of lead and dead in the dirt with holes all in your shirt And made your chest look like a Hersey squirt