[Verse 1: The Jacka]
Starin' at my problems through a Dolce & Gabbana lens
Kinks in our armor got me knocking down my patna friends
Slide up on our rivals throwing fire like soccer fans
Laying bursts all you see is red shirts like the Rockets playing
They wishing for our respect
They thought it was a lynching way we tied up the 'nect
I had her chasing next day buy a 'Vette
Like a movie have it quiet on your set
Mothafuckas snoozing till the day they don't wake up
Smack apartments with the Uzi cause they set my homeboy up
Jealousy, (?) cause they dug in the front
Shit we make is thunder pull alhamdulillah and take a bump
Hit you with the steel all you gon' feel is a thump
Rock with the revolver steel long nose humpty hump
'norting 'caine put your house in pain if I make you jump
Twist your block Rubiks cube now a tube feed you lunch
Smoke so much weed can't read so I need to punch
I get you high but you gon' die as soon as you cross me once
Ride through state lines with my gun trying to get off a punt
It's our time other rappers cried this is what they want

[Hook: Ampichino]
Listen to our rhymes
You hear horror stories
Trapped between heaven and hell, this is purgatory
Murder him for me my nigga, then I owe you one
A soldiers story salute with a loaded gun
On the run, havin' fun I'll feel the pain soon
Locked in chains, for a hundred years, still remain cool
Never see your peers again, this is brain food
Raising your son over the phone might change you
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