shotgun blast to spades back/leave u no time to react/ur blood spills and fills in street cracks/ur body's smashed by concreate slabs stacked/u spit wack raps dat show me u can't compete/leave u lifeless blood soaked concreate/go ahead and spray/u'll miss while my shit hits everything like ultraviolet sun rays/ppl will talkin about dis hot post fo days/fillet u alive/from dis lyrical onslought u can't survive/u dead/eyes roll back into ur head/died by da heat/i hit u wit shots in yo sleep/u expired wit 15 holes burning threw ur sheet