RIP KEVIN (SPED UP) 1-800-PAIN

[Chorus]
Get-get-get-get shot-shot-shot-shot
Get-get-get-get shot-shot-shot-shot
Get-get-get-get shot-shot-shot-shot
Running up your fucking block
Load the motherfucking Glock
Light it up and watch you drop
Get-get-get-get shot-shot-shot-shot
Get-get-get-get shot-shot-shot-shot
Get-get-get-get shot-shot-shot-shot
Get-get-get-get shot-shot-shot-shot
Running up your fucking block
Load the motherfucking Glock
Light it up and watch you drop
Get-get-get-get shot-shot-shot-shot
I'm on fire (Hey, hey, hey!)
I'm on fire

[Verse 1]
I just loaded lead in my Zepplin
I'm about to send you on a Stairway to Heaven
I just saw you at 7-Eleven
Shot your best friend, I think his name was Kevin
R.I.P Kevin, who the fuck's Kevin?
I hate Kevin, motherfuck, Kevin
I hate Kevin, R.I.P Kevin
I hate Kevin, R.I.P Kevin