[Chorus 4x]
Pop, pop
Piggity
Pop, pop, pop, pop
[Mastamind]
Can you hear my battle cry
Can you look me in the eye
Did you feel the heat
When I let these caps crackle in the sky
Don't get caught in the blood shower
Don't die as no coward
The night is mine
Cause I was born in the midnight hour
Never shoulder let my hate
For this world develop, see
Now I gives less than a f**
It's time to raise the hell of guns
Blast piggity (pop, pop, pop)
Crash the day
It's the season of the head hunter
Chop! Chop! Head check
Hypochondriac insomniac
I'm reaching in my nutsack
n***a f** that bust at me
I bust back
Once I get out this coma
Come up out this meditation
I'ma start chasing n***as down with retaliation
N to the A-T-A-S
Back up in this b**h, hell yes
What you hearing ain't no f**ing test
Just so say farewell to the flesh, I just
Body counting 'em down two into one
Cause murders fun
My shotgun said freeze 'em till he's numb
[Chorus 4x]
[T-N-T]
Pop, pop, piggity, pop, pop
I don't give a f** if you's a motherf**ing cop
What's up now n***a
Finger on the trigger
Boom, boom, gravedigger
Body bag zipper
You ain't sh**
b**h you gonna die
Made my mama cry
You murdered my brother, why?
Seen's ya in the squad car
Pop that b**h up
Bullets went through yo chest
Now doctors can't stitch you up
I'm coming to the hospital
Critical condition
I know you on life support
So now I'm on a mission
Grab the ski mask and the foe foe mag
n***a I won't rest until you pissing in a bag
You k**ed my brother
And now I'm gonna k** you
He won't rest in peace until these slugs fill you
Room 2-12
I'm sending yo a** to hell
Pop demons in head
And watch his body turn pale
[Chorus 4x]
[Esham]
Pop the pill, co*k the steel
I got the sk** to k**
I'm from Detroit like Grant Hill
You all alone n***a
Tonight it's on n***a
I got the chrome
And I'm busting to your dome, n***a
Pop, pop, pop, n***a pop so you
Drop, drop, drop, n***a drop got that
Blood clot, hole in yo head
Chatty a** n***a
I'll be glad when you dead, once I
Get to squeezing
And my reasons a revolver
My problem solver
So tell your mama sayonara
Wada, da dang
Wad, da, da, da, dang, hey
Listen to my Glock go pop, pop, and I like that
The way your blood be spilling up
Gushing up on the concrete so fast
Never let me see you slipping
Cause I'm down to blast in your a**
And I got that Glock co*ked
With my finger on the trigger right now
And I know my homie woulda done the same for me
So now I must pow
(Chorus x4)