Rest In Piss

[Verse 1] I was a dead man, walking they say, so every night I hit the J Load the AK and post up, in the window till come day, anyway hey I feel the payback simmering in my brain The thoughts of death cloud my mind As my niggas is gone away many clips and 24 riches, packed But who really got my back, fade Now that them niggas done hit the grave I'm killing them off for the old days 24 ways and a 24 sack of that purple kush'll make me sicker Than sick and even get Ripgut Cannibal if you wish cause nigga It's EBK everyday all day to the day I die I'm creepin through your set with a mini mac 10 AR15 Rugga with a 12 gauge pump in the trunk and a black beanie disguise That nigga that you can't see just cause of them bloccsta locs over my eyes Crept like a black cat through the mack With a mac10 on my lap and a fat sack of that shag Took a hit of that shit and seen some niggas with a fo fifth So I let 'em have it Ounces of OE four-oh, those Indonesia split And a 9 millimeter clip for the nigga that'll dump And pump one in your bitch And put her in her grave with that empty 40 ounce bottle and don't leave a drip Then bounce to that ounce In a 'llac and a mac and a fat sack of that Indo shit I'm sicker than sick them niggas they gotta admit when I Grab my shit you either gonna get caught with a hot one Nigga so rest in piss [Hook] (x4) Just call me Agent Double O Deuce 4 Blocc I got that 9 milli Glock and ready to put one in your knot Rest in Piss (Shit) [Verse 2] From the reps of the depths of the double-O deuce four block With a Glock in my pocket full of that cess You better wear a bullet proof vest When I'm at your set better pack you a tech Cause I'm at your neck with a clip full of that shit Nigga don't trip when I put one in your dick that Ripgut Cannibal Hannibal shit Nigga nuts and guts all over my chest and stomach Running to the 'llac threw my strap in the back Twist me up a sack and I'm back at the Garden Block Kicking it with maniac The nigga that'll maim, react Sicker than sick when a clip's in progress Put 'em on the ground With a brain full of them nine slugs, read him in Reader's Digest, Uh! I found a new love trickling in my brain Half of the doja Half of the OE Half of the fact that I'm that insane nigga From the deuce four blockster Where niggas never put their Glocks up And get their cocks sucked nigga you just can't stop us Locc to the brain insane with a main game that will maintain Untouchable cut your throat and leave you in the street With a lynch around your throat motherfucker Cause you ain't got no love for the block Pop! Caught a hot for that 24 street block Nigga that took a shot rest in piss [Hook] (x4)