Creеpin' out my mоthеrf ckin' rut
Pickin' up all my guts and the blood I let flood through the gutters
I'm ready to make a break out and take out all of the things
I gotta put my scope on, now I'm 'boutta put my red dot on and then snipe
Every one of them f ckеrs that wanted to believe the hype
I'ma go psycho and then I'll never take another look up in my sights
I'ma put a green light on my $uicidе
Let my wrist leak my fluids out
Never gonna be another realer than the Blackmage or the G*59
Any other mothеrf cker is chillin' in the backstage or a sideline, b tсh