I wake up in the morning lookn into the sun/
dreamn of last night made me scared while I was on the run/
was it a dream, or real/
i could feel the heat from my gun/
blastn niggas all night long/
true the words are/
believe in this song/
my gun's weight bears down my arm/
as I hold it up to shoot another nigga who could causes these streets so much harm/
selln drugs to kids/
beatn ho'es to death/
I shoot to kill/
casue he belongs with the rest/
six feet under/
its the one man wonder/
shootn' ya up like the needle that plunders/
watch ya self if ya get to close/
I kill you if ya step in the spotlight of my show/
so back up and put ya self to the wall/
as your staren down the barrel of my gun/
you crindge and fall/
cryn in ya own lap wishn u died/
too late nigga you dead/
you should have thought before coming back to these street again/
justice is done justice is surved/
all life remains calm as ya bleed on da curb/
no lights no sirens just the noise of blood in ya breath/
that right nigga thats the sound of you choken on ya own death/