On Sight

Fuck this other vatos ese
Get up, chucky, get up

Ewg-rah

Were you once the bastard son?
As the finger slips from the golden gun

From your moral heights, it's on sight
Never going down without a fight

On sight, outta pocket
What's good, motherfucker?
Put'em up
We show what the fuck we are

Ewg-rah

Fuck your worth, you're full of shit
What's becoming saving grace?

Abandoned your family beliefs
They'll let you die on the fuckin' streets

Think again, it's just begun
You ever think, you'd be the one condemned

I always knew that you never had it in you
A two-faced fool, you're nothin' but a baby back bitch!

On sight
Outta pocket