From my eyewitness binoculars (Uh-huh)
To Argentina and Africa (Uh-huh)
We mastered the (What?) pressure (Yeah)
Hazardous (Uh-huh), harassing us (That's right)
You laugh at us (You did)
More accurate at bagging dimes, now we bagging rhymes
Body bags, price tags on your forehead
Nine times out of ten, young niggаs are nine or ten
When the line becomes thin, be a killer or fireman
Fill up the lavish pen if I needed to right my wrongs
I can't deny sin, condolences through these palms
I remember when your cousin was coming home
I bitсhed while we plotted to kill him 'cause we ain't know him
Unfamiliar faces make niggаs nervous
Convicted court cases might hit the surface
Restricted territories might come through lurkin'
We ain't want none of that urgent call
Well, I'ma act Turk and fall on my identity, Percocets
And for all the headaches, I'm 'bout to bring confetti
Tumble out this barrel soon as it ring, you ready?
That was the word 'fore we moved on 'em
Treat him like Joe the Plumber
I wonder if someone comin' can see this tool on him
Immature and retаrded is what you call me
Your cousin wasn't coming home from the pen, but from the army
If I can right my wrongs and pen this verse I read
Even though a bullet hit him in the leg, still walk on by