[Esoteric]
I take it to the streets carjack 5-0
Pack toast like breakfast to go let ya know
Up front that in my trunk I got this big ass bag
When opened up it resembles a weapons show
Wrap sheet in black heat for murder and death
The pistol on me that I rock it ainâ? t by Mitchell and Ness
I be medicinal tests cuz Iâ? m sick in the brain
Sick of the game, never sick of just inflictinâ? this pain
Iâ? m thinkinâ? names on the reg like a break for the third leg
Weeks later, wind up in the woods like a birds egg
I got the knife now limbs Iâ? m hackinâ? off
Plus I fire techs like layers do Mackintosh
Slackinâ? off ainâ? t allowed when youâ? re on a mission
To annihilate entire nightclub crowds
Emptyinâ? every clip, Iâ? m fightinâ? all types of shit
Iâ? ve been hit, I really like this shit
Some muthafuckas should be payinâ? me to write their shit
Whilinâ? out banginâ? out Bicardi bites and shit
I wonâ? t settle, I deserve a medal
Vigilante rebel bout to take it to the next level

[Cop Talking Over Radio]
Units in area come in, code 11â? 352
Drug dealing suspect sighted in vicinity
On route to reported drug transaction
Investigate immediately

[Esoteric]
I load up the glock I line cats in chalk
Lotta pigs pullinâ? triggers to blaze ya whole block
Stick a plate in ya chest, give you, a grim death
Donâ? t, pretend to save I grade the skin flesh
My retinas steam but itâ? s wrapped in violence
When I, close my eyes I see visions of tyrants


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Lock and load fuck buryinâ? heaters
Iâ? m ruthless like a mother tryinâ? to bury a fetus
Iâ? ll wet you up like you stuck in the rain
Hit you in the jugular vain Iâ? m plugginâ? ya brain

[Guy Talking]
Ya punk ass wanna try somethinâ? with me?

[Esoteric]
Yeah whatâ? s that fuck that
Muthafuckas bustinâ? at me I bust back
Sword blaze my forte you canâ? t floor Shay
My style is negative like the image I portray
Change descriptions, let my beard grow
Iâ? m weird though, drunk off a Jose Cuervoe
Tryinâ? to make it to the next bar without crackinâ? a whip
5-0s start crackinâ? the whip
Do a search find crack in the whip
Grab a jacket and split [cop yells â? hold it right thereâ?]
Iâ? ll be back in a bit now Iâ? m packinâ? a clip

[Beat stops, gunshots fire while Esoteric yells]
â? I ainâ? t goinâ? nowhere, take that take that
You ainâ? t killinâ? me you ainâ? t takinâ? me alive
I ainâ? t goin out like thatâ?

[Gunshots stop while man is talking to (Esoteric)]
Yo, take that shit the fuck up outta there
What I tell you bout makinâ? all that (no)
Ya Tech? ya Tech Tech ya ass to bed god dammit (no no)
No more XBOX for you for a week (no)
Iâ? m sick a this, matter fact fuck that (takes off his belt)
Câ? mon boy, Iâ? m bout to whoop that (beats Esoteric with belt)
Muthafucka, take that muthafucka (Esoteric cries)
Aw hell boy, stop that cryinâ?
I didnâ? t raise me no little bytch!

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