When I, when I get to emerse
I'm a mercy, I'm a man, I'm a kid to a lurst
And I never-never sold to a Glock who was banned
And them bullets the fast
And the blood and the demons, I look like a dad
With the .40, the chop and I see you a quave
And the blood, the demon, them shots to his ribs
When I see him on that chop when I came with the mean man
And I never see blood, this chop to a sleamin'
And I'm built like a demon
When I'm fourty, the Glock to a shot to his beam and
Hit his jet like a beam and