[Verse One] Look Everybody dies, some just need a little help d**h is a mercy and I've enough to go around So when I pull my guns out Don't duck on my account I must just muck around and shoot a smiley face into the f**ing ground Trick shot? The trick is not to get shot Mix rock with hip-hop on top of a sick drop You don't have the heart for this and you don't know the half of this With half a heart I miss my love so much I can't exist I was never not together with Senna Until Thresh rolled up, and stole her soul forever f** Hecarim and Thresh They're in a mess with Mordekaiser Relentlessly pursue them and then shoot until I've torn 'em right up For a hired gun Taking your life is violent fun Don't try and run Cause I decide when you and I are done k**ing the undead Until it is sunset And still I'm not done yet Piercing you would be a delight So I use the piercing light My finger's on Q, the Lightslinger, might sting your ears and eyes My bars amaze, my ardent blaze, will leave you bleeding, scarred and grazed The closest I ever get to remorse Feeling regret for Hecarim's horse You're talking the talk, while I'm walking the walk So to me You're just another corpse!