Cormega - Dead Man Walking lyrics

(He got the slip on you) This how it went down... I had to undergo therapy, not surgery the n***a wetted me but, he didn't murder me dun, I survived he thought that I died now it's time to throw the nine clip in, mission revenge once was friends, now that sh**'s dead that stupid muthaf**a shoulda shot me in the head so I went to Brooklyn and met with Dread and told Dread, I want the p**y clot shot dead that n***a started a war f**in with me yo hit me with a four-four and jetted with a kilo he hit me in the chest lucky I was wearing a vest, but the impact hurt my f**in flesh right after he left, I noticed I was bleeding by my neck and I was type-scared to d**h yo, I blacked out I woke up, my man had the mac out said we gonna get the n***a back no doubt he told me to rest I seen my n***a standing at the door with a tec in case a muthaf**er flex I told him how the muthaf**in kid co-flipped and he said parlay son, payback's a b**h yo, sh** is real, I feel better word out on the street is that a four-four cant stop Mega the n***a musta heard I didnt die, son he hidin' I snatched up his man inside a van and started drivin' his man started dymin' said the n***a drivin' in 735 and he knows where to find him cool, tell my man to drop the kid off soon as we hit the next darn block, blew his f**in wig off now that's one down, one n***a to go just drive slow so we dont have to worry 'bout five-o now it's time to get even, we in, five jeeps deep with the mad heat and steamin oh sh**, I see him, he gettin out the seven my man started wetting at the n***a with a mac-11 I specialize in war now it's time to blow him, I'ma show him how to use a f**in four-four I said "yo son, ya games over" I let off, and yo my sh** was spittin fire like a flamethrower he started wettin back I caught him in his f**in back when he flung, I think his lungs collapsed he just a dead man walking ay yo, f** that sh**.... I'm through talking (gunshot)