Verdict Pt. I

Stay prepared with cash because you won't know what's in store
Don't bother with your prayers I'm your god and I'll ignore
Bullets goin' places that have never been explored
No chance in getting caught, ain't got no risk but high reward
Talked with all that bass but now ya voice is fully treble
Unknown cause no one livin' is from a terror on this level
Living off a killer instinct, all my moves are truly feral
Took 'em to the cleaners, bled em dry
Dem niggas lying sterile
Ayo, ayo!
(What!?)
Them niggas still dirty
Sharpshootin' droppin' niggas easy from 30ft
No time to die but all ya niggas in a hurry
Froze a nigga solid cause I hit 'em with a flurry
If you hearin' this beat, you ain't gon' hear it for long
Gon' be sleeping with the fishes where yo' bitch ass belongs
Never fighting head-on because y'all niggas is pawns
Y'all niggas really pussy, would look good in a thong (Pause!)
Running from the scene of the crime
Running outta time cause I won't see the end of my prime
My pockets stay hungry, always ready to dine
Everybody gets they turn so quit yo' bitching and whinin'
Heard that funeral bell start with the chimin'
Resonatin' well with all screams and the cryin'
Hurry up and die!
The sound of ya dyin'
You were wide awake but now you sleepin' reclinin'
It appears this court is adjourned
Defendant fallen ill, however guilt was solid, confirmed
It was a long time comin', know that shit was well earned
And we'll ensure that his remains will be discarded and burned
Thanks to the Judge, Jury, and Executioner
The Judge, Jury, and Executioner
The Judge, Jury, and Executioner
The Judge, Jury, and Executioner
The Judge, Jury, and Executioner
The Judge, Jury, and Executioner
The Judge, Jury, and Executioner
The Judge, Jury, and Executioner



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Writer(s): Diy, U.b.m
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