[Verse 1]

Uh, gun shots, let it rain

Kickin' in your house and bring the mothafuckin' pain

You see, the reaper came to claim

Another niggas soul that just got ripped up out his frame, uh

Bitch, I'm a loc', I'll sever your throat and I'll provoke

You come and choke, I'll empty the clip and start the low

Now see me float, I disappear like a fuckin' ghost

Who want the smoke? The funeral got a casket closed

I'm bringin' drama, you can call me Osama

Terrorizing this motherfucka, down 'em with the llama

I'll give you trauma, choppa singin' the opera

Waitin' deep in the bushes to burn a nigga with lava

[Verse 2]

Pull up make it rain with the lead inside the nine

Rollin' in the bucket, swervin', plottin' on his life

Bet he doesn't know I'm creepin' like a fuckin' hawk

I'm lurkin' through the shadows, 'bout to turn that boy to chalk

Had to paint the walls red, had to watch his body bleed

Someone start the Chevy, hit the gas, evade the murder scene

Now I hear the sirens blasting, police catchin' on to me

I'm goin' out blastin' and empty out the magazine

I'm diggin' up the grave where your body stays

I'm not the one to play

Bitch you pray but it's sad to say your soul got took away

Bring the spade when I'm on the way, you can't outrun the K

Taste the gauge, time to meet your fate

I'm peelin' back your brain