my dreams are short scenes of me gettin the money
so it seems destroyin the fiends naw it aint that funny
show me the riches like i found treasures in ditches
if its empty its gonna be a bitch turn around and switch
dont flinch it wont hurt i hit 'em up like pac's diss
ima rock this there is no way that u can stop this
i pop wrists break 'em in half and just sit there and laugh
see u twist screamin in pain u have just felt a little of my wrath
im so in tune with death that the grim reaper wont even come
dont run cuz some will trip and be done quick and fun
for me more practice is what im doing so i'll become best
when theres nothin left people will relize this isnt a test
better wear ur vest cuz im shootin like cowboys in the west
i dont make arrests i make guns smokin like cess