I'll let the nine break the silence, get used to hearing 'em sirens
B*tches get fed to the lions, gone with the wind like the Mayans
Not here to make no alliance, I'm just addicted to violence
Just here to give you some guidance, and choke from this noose as it tightens
Why? There ain't no killing you won't die,
And I got this feeling you won't try, Make sure you see me with both eyes.
'Cause I'm the last thing you'll see, so goodnight!