[Verse]
Bag it up, static shock in the veins,
Firing pins, needles, thoughts insane.
Darts in the dark, target locked on the lane,
22s, eagles, heat spark through the rain.
[Chorus]
9x9, math deadly, no sequels,
My crew lethal, sharper than steeples.
Shock 'em, electric, currents reveal,
Half fish, Navy, but the mission's real.
[Verse 2]
Digits clicking, time ticking, wrist froze,
Code encrypted, flipping scripts, no repose.
Desert heat, iron bite, foes oppose,
Lines slicing, pen like a scalpel, compose.
[Bridge]
Fast lane living, no brakes, no appeals,
Creeping in shadows, silence conceals.
Heart racing, pacing, chasing ideals,
World spinning, pinned down by steel.
[Verse 3]
Quick flows, venom spit, sharp and lethal,
Pulse heavy, echo through cathedrals.
Numbers don't lie, equations medieval,
Armor up, tactics sharp, cerebral.
[Outro]
Bag it up, final round, no rewind,
Firing darts, needles, thoughts intertwined.
22s to desert eagles, we aligned,
Shock 'em, electric, no sequel designed.