[Verse 1: Melanin 9]
A word means nothing till it's spoken
From being thrown off slaves boats to gun cultures, knife pokers
If it ain't dro then it's coke sniff
He hold six to a higher force
On the run from a violent war
Same policy would have blown the hammers Thor
Kidnap another malice force, shot a package for
Caught him in the flats, drag him on the floor
Kicked him in the face, check what the camera's saw
He got SHOT, in his head SHOT
Ligaments SHOT neighbours heard SHOTS
The baby got SHOT with a Glock
Blood splashed on walls
They even used to treat the baby like a family cause
He's always rolling with them hotheads
Known for filling cups of buds from those who pop leads
Drop tops in the club, 30 man deep
Stumbled into a man drunk who's holding his heat
Heard SHOTS, 48 SHOTS
Caught one in his chest plate even made his vest break
People stepping over his face for when escaped shots