(feat. Hitman & Ms. Roq)
[Hitman]
When darkness be closin in
I'm motivated, with the howlin wind
with a list of chosen men, frozen in sin
Knowin that your end is beginnin
Swift silent and deadly
There's no defendin my plots, I know your every movement
For six months I watch, coulda gotchu at your baby's mother's house
Even at your down-low weed spot
But the backdrop, wasn't flattering enough
I didn't want people gathering and stuff [cameras click]
Snapshots of blood splattering from the snuff
Here - puff this here, while I figure which way, to split yo' wig
Right now you as nervous, as a Farmer John pig
As I dig into my tragic bag, take out the HK
Twist on the silencer, insert the thirty-shot mag (WHOOSH)
Bullet stuck to his brain like a mack
Skull in fragments, I leave the cleanup to Dragnet
This is anybody MURDERAHHH
to fuckin everybody MURDERAHHH
Nigga all y'all MURDERAHHH
uh, uh, for real
young
while
which
wifey
watchin
watch
house
fucked
figure
health
fragments
cleanup
fuckin
howlin
coulda
twist
fallin
thirty
every
finger
everybody
disses
detrimental
echoes
gathering
dragnet
deadly
stepped
blast
straight
blood
dough
frozen
cause
bitch
flattering
kaboom
would
swift
peeped
around
learned
blessings
movement
stuff
hitman
laced
through
backdrop
farmer
bullet
chase
exchange
niggaz
click
cameras
chosen
ballin
knowin
count
lesson
properly
could
crept
insert
killed
leave
shoulda
lurkin
tragic
months
motherfuckin
murder
brain
piper
motivated
shake
nervous
whoosh
anybody
nigga
people
snapshots
enough
plots
resume
steady
thought
servin
better
shots
silencer
silent
skull
snuff
slide
sniper
splattering
darkness
split
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