[Intro]

BLESSED MANE

[Verse 1: Koopsta Knicca]

Kick them bitches out my business, trick

The Koop has somethin' for 'em

A motherfuckin' *gunshot*, a nigga knock with a warrant

I'm knowin' I gotta touch 'em, knowin' I gotta buck 'em dead

Now barkin' bitches heads got me runnin' from the fuckin' feds

Clickin' with my dreads all years, and still been on them slabs

You say, "Lil' Koop ain't comin' clean"

Mane, I'll be damned, buck 'em down

You clown just gain some inches, 'fore you get sprayed

Scandalous is that killer, pimpin', Koopsta Knicca clickin' with that motherfuckin' twelve gauge

I made 'em face the grave, and laid his shit like down, my nig

I hit 'em real quick, then countеd up my dividends

A rebel's in mе, got me sinnin', nigga, why you grinnin'?

There's no forgiveness, tell me, should I let you keep on livin'?

Grab me a four, kicked in them doors, like the night before

Mane, hit them floors or be a ugly lookin' in the morgue

Body sore, broken skull, ho, I took your life

Six hundred sixty-six Celsius of a judgement night

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2: Koopsta Knicca]

I made 'em face the grave, and laid his shit like down, my nig

I hit 'em real quick, then counted up my dividends

A rebel's in me, got me sinnin', nigga, why you grinnin'?

There's no forgiveness, tell me, should I let you keep on livin'?

Grab me a four, kicked in them doors, like the night before

Mane, hit them floors or be a ugly lookin' in the morgue

Body sore, broken skull, ho, I took your life

Six hundred sixty-six Celsius of a judgement night