Get Em Brotha Lynch Hung

[Intro]
Nah, nah, nah, let me tell you what happened
This man, he was trying to kill hisself
He was trying to commit suicide
He was on a big building
He was about to jump off the building, he jumped off the building
There was a firefight happening around the way
The bullet shot him as he—, I don't—, I don't know, I can't explain
Let me ask you niggas (Boom)

[Verse 1]
Have you ever seen a nigga with a half a head?
Twelve-gauge hit a nigga, put his ass to bed
He goin' to Heaven, yeah, that's what the pastor said
Number two pencil, yeah, I filled his ass with lead
Bullets went in him, master of disaster
Faster with the Magnum, past him and I blast him
Sicker than asthma, maybe I need to get violent (Violent)
Pull out the AR-15, make sure it's silent (Make sure it's silent)
Then here come the riot, pop a nigga, make him hop and skip
Drop a nigga, I'm the opposite of a carbon copy, you a floppy disk
(Grr) Here you come with that sloppy shit
Put his body in the ocean in Long Beach right where the cops see shit
I can spit fast like a cheetah, but need to leave it to beaver
Yeah, I eat it raw and come back to the ball like wide receiver
I had to make my own beats
Now I had to clean my own sheets, nigga