[Intro]
This is for all of my enemies
The ones who've stolen from you, talked about me
Switched at me, even pulled out their guns and shot at me
I appreciate you, because you opened up my eyes
And helped me to see...the dark
[Hook]
I want your blood all over the streets
I want to see your flesh melt from your feet
I've got to see you dying
I'd love to see you die
I want your blood all over the streets
I want to see your flesh burn from your feet
I want to see you crying
I've got to see you die
[Verse 1: DJ Quik]
To all the people that was happy I went to jail, I wish you well
(No, I wish you hell)
To all you people with your funky ass opinions
I wish your car had crashed in the beginning, and killed you at birth
To all you busters that shot at me and missed
I wish you blasted you crooked-shooting faggot, coward-asses
And to that buster that just pawned my equipment
The last nigga that did it got shot shitless, now he's free with life's business
So I'm sending you your one way ticket to the skids
Just know that when you get dumped on, I did this
My U-B wants to merc you for twenty-five hundred
That's my Underboss and he coming gunning
And if I owe you, then I'm coming to personally pay you in lead
You niggas is shitless, you don't know the shit you in
I'm the one who put them guns on the streets
The same guns that put your gunnies under them sheets
I peel hundreds off like bananas, blow 'em like Santa Annas
The Glock'll have you walking around with one eye, like that bitch from futurama
Cuz' this is tree-top grammar, It's the dura of click click glamour
Split your melon open with the back of a hammer
And watch how your cowardly friends scramble
Cuz' I'm a true killer, shank you in the liver, no filler
This is for all of my enemies
The ones who've stolen from you, talked about me
Switched at me, even pulled out their guns and shot at me
I appreciate you, because you opened up my eyes
And helped me to see...the dark
[Hook]
I want your blood all over the streets
I want to see your flesh melt from your feet
I've got to see you dying
I'd love to see you die
I want your blood all over the streets
I want to see your flesh burn from your feet
I want to see you crying
I've got to see you die
[Verse 1: DJ Quik]
To all the people that was happy I went to jail, I wish you well
(No, I wish you hell)
To all you people with your funky ass opinions
I wish your car had crashed in the beginning, and killed you at birth
To all you busters that shot at me and missed
I wish you blasted you crooked-shooting faggot, coward-asses
And to that buster that just pawned my equipment
The last nigga that did it got shot shitless, now he's free with life's business
So I'm sending you your one way ticket to the skids
Just know that when you get dumped on, I did this
My U-B wants to merc you for twenty-five hundred
That's my Underboss and he coming gunning
And if I owe you, then I'm coming to personally pay you in lead
You niggas is shitless, you don't know the shit you in
I'm the one who put them guns on the streets
The same guns that put your gunnies under them sheets
I peel hundreds off like bananas, blow 'em like Santa Annas
The Glock'll have you walking around with one eye, like that bitch from futurama
Cuz' this is tree-top grammar, It's the dura of click click glamour
Split your melon open with the back of a hammer
And watch how your cowardly friends scramble
Cuz' I'm a true killer, shank you in the liver, no filler
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