[Intro]

There's a god in you

Sometimes the night is generous to me

[Verse: Ramirez]

I'm a cold-hearted nigga, you would think I got the flu

Cause you niggas fuck with me, but I don't even fuck with you

If I drill a nigga shit, no fate, I'm the [?]

And I only show feelings when I bust a nut in your bitch

Cause that codeine got me numb, so all you hating niggas

I don't even pay no mind, cause y'all just want some attention

Like these bitches, I'm just focused on the riches

Gotta keep my eyes on the prize, til' you realize

That you fuck niggas been missin' like a free throw from Shaq

You rap niggas is wack

They tried to copy my style, one of the worst, they copy [?]

So don't show no love to these busta ass people

Cause deep down inside, every motherfucker evil

Angels at heart, demons at mind

That's spiritual warfare that'll open your third eye, bitch

[Verse: Lvnce Sev]

Black 9 on my waistline, that ski mask in the nighttime

See the sign that you stuck in that one they sent with the Glock 10

Cold-hearted mentality, those slugs touch, you cease to breath

See it, lookin' at all black, vision trapped in reality

Alternative with scenery, the blood is thin, he close deceased

Severed parts, and ligaments, and feed your bones to fucking pigs

Rest in piss, that brother lynch, I'm sick mate, season of the sick

I spit shit like TEC-9's, that bullet hits, you will decline

Find your purpose for what it's worth, on god shit but we down to Earth

Smokin' herb, I meditate, lost soul, searchin' for faith

I'm blind dead by hatred, but envy this bullet

Ridin' with the strap, fading niggas with this full clip

Seekin' life right after death, and more to soul, DG the set

We the fuckin threat, so y'all better prepare

Gather arms, katana blades, it's warfare, nigga

[Verse: Slim Law]

Katana blade to your fucking jaw

Ride around, disrespect the law

Middle finger in the air, screaming out "mane, fuck em all!"

Ride around with the windows low

Blowin' the smoke up out of my nose

Plottin' murders in my head

Lvnce, what's up with your fucking head?

Slim low, in the back, with the 12 gauge

That red dot, and I start to spray

Them AK's don't fucking play

Hollow tips in that getaway

My eyes low, but I feel no pain

So fuck what you mean

I'm a cold-hearted nigga, so don't fuck with my team, GODS

[Outro]

There's a god in you