Caught you talkin shit
That mother f*cker always run up on the block again
Glock to head
Held up on the street
Hands up it's the police
Remain silent
Anything you do or say
Can and will
Be used against you
In the court of law
All jaws drop
Click click
Pop pop
Double fisting glock flock
Flying bullet shots got
Fired off speed dial
Officer down
What have I become
What have I done
Who have I become
What have I done
Who have I become
My own place
Had you stranded on other days
And my own disgrace
Battling in your crusade
I thought I knew the chase
Following from far away
The distance is what
Keeps us still battling
It like
Death is just a part of the game
Ain't no other mother f*cker gonna change my fate
It like
Your homie just raised the blade
Now he got them bullet holes in his brain
It like
I will never be the same
Run around town like you think you play the game
It like
People never change
Murder on my mind
But a smile on my face