You feel that killa?

that's the taste of defeat

a repeat of last week

some killa. big pillow

big and soft made of satin

no knife or gun packin

just slackin in boldness

but I’ll bring you the coldness

when you're deep in the dirt

brand new shirt nothing hurts

gone for good no more hood

no more talkin your smack

I’m fed up with all that

I’ll take you to the cleaners

lay you down with the bleeders

make you weigh 5 lbs leaner

and you should have been keener

so you didn't get caught

up with me in this alley

with this new gun i bought

and this thirst for the rally

don't dilly or dally

take off to your family

or i might not be nice

i just might roll the dice

see if fate gives you favor

or if its true, it's my labor

to take you down now

here and now. nah I’m out.