Yahweh, Yahweh KO, KO Hum, voo-D-I-O Yahweh bomba ye Don't step any further (ayy) I was quiet for a minute, now I'm breaking up the peace Insomnia, time to wake you niggas out ya sleep I say I'm on 'em, they in a coma, it's time to dome 'em Headshot, goner, you can smell the aroma YoungBoy, what? This the big boy league I put one up in your gut under the Jesus piece Last thing that I heard was Jesus, please Had me looking at the Devil like This is your king? Ain't no fun, when the rabbit got the gun, you run You just a pawn on the Devil chessboard, you done I'm trying to step some, bless some, wet one, stretch one What you can do, I can do better RIP y'all altogether, all black in some leather I eat bullets and shit Berettas, rival with my Chiappa Winchester Bet yo' bottom dollar Top Shotta packin' heat Iron Mike, 'cause D'Amato, I'll put a nigga to sleep We can bang this shit out for all the real niggas The house and the field niggas, I'm trill, nigga I rock nations: Still nigga Cut the head off the snake when I deal with 'em So it's on like Scarface, Al Capone Lucky Luciano, Don Vito Corleone And I'll bury all you cockroaches, where? In ya' homes, the catacombs Store the bones, I'ma leave smoking When the smoke clear, cry smoke of tears It's Hunting Season on the Wall of Weird: Head hunting souvenirs KO, KO Hum, voo-D-I-O Yahweh bomba ye (if you cross that line) Don't step any further (don't you step any further, nigga) KO Purple reign, I'm strapped with two Glocks on me, twin flames Tryna bring a demon pain, I'm losing sane I got a bullet, engraved on it his name Clip like a dick, dump it till it's all gone, that's a sex change This shit get deeper than rap, can give a fuck 'bout the streets Yahweh sent me to decease 'em so I'm the reaper to greet 'em Andele, bombs away, down go the four Ten was the count (nigga), but he don't want no mo' Let's see who macho for real Lock me in a room with you, I'll make ya pipsqueak squeal from his grill I'm gonna cock and let you taste the iron Blow your head off your neck like a dandelion, come on Bitch boy, sugar honey iced tea He a he-she man, brah, I'll put them lead carrots in yo' ass Now you're wearin' a colostomy bag for a pamper I'm cancer, I'm tryna cancel 'em KO (man), KO (down) Hum, voo-D-I-O (clean up on aisle Tre, nigga) Yahweh bomba ye (if you cross that line) Don't step any further (don't step any further, nigga) You poison the youth, nothin' positive you do You the reason niggas beating bitches thinking that it's cute You send niggas to do what you wouldn't even do Role model, you will never fit the shoe, mm Just a nigga with emotion, a breastfed bitch Your aura give me the ick, niggas like you make me sick Money, power, guns, and a few drugged-out crash outs Make you think you the one who can lash out Fuck benefit of doubt, we all tryna make it out Tried to peace it up with ya, you the one that wanted clout Holding onto a image that you ain't really living Everybody that you rep on, I know who really did it, uh Can you feel it? The reaper want a visit Judgement Day around the corner, the Creator livid Purposely making decisions to promote mo' violence That's bringing mo' death unto his innocent children When I do it, it's different, when he do it, it's ignorant I'm in love with the art, he tearing people apart Embrace my light and my dark, why he ain't doing his part? Why he ain't doing his part? Why he ain't doing his part? KO (man), KO (down) Hum, voo-D-I-O (clean up on aisle Tre, nigga) Ye (if you cross that line) Don't step any further (don't you step any further, nigga, bow-bow) KO (man), KO (down) Hum, voo-D-I-O (clean up on aisle Tre, nigga) Yahweh bomba ye (if you cross that line) Don't step any further (bow-bow-bow) (Any further)