[Verse 1: Ill Veinz]
Ay
[Hook]
[Verse 2: D-T-Rayne]
If you knock me on the ground b**h you'd better make sure I stay there
Cause when I get back up there's gonna be no more time for prayers
Cut you up, peel back every last layer
See, k**ing beats ain't the only reason why they call me slayer
Swerving, hitting curbs, it's a dangerous race
Ain't nobody showing mercy cause they all want first place
Now the cops on your trail cause you're making a way
And they all want a cut once you hit your payday
But we don't care, we don't care. We just throw our hands in the air
Know that God will show us mercy in this world that is not fair
What don't k** you will make you stronger and right now I feel like Flair
Ric, I mean, and the chances of you taking me out is thinner than the latter's hair, whoo!