[Loop]
Shots fired tiered of ducking got abs from jumping getting out that bullet way. Fukk me stray always find me sitting chillin fallen sleep. Got me slippin nappin fukk man happen. Stray got me in the leg trying to sleep another day. As a kid in my hometown grave growing up.
[Vers]
Boom.boom pow bang boom boom pow pow bang boom pow. 4 to 5 am usually Monday to Thursday. Seems to be the hour the damned souls get sent back to hell. Weekends open season. 24 hour service it seems to be. Every 10 feet seeing a wreeth and someone's grief.
[Loop]
Shots fired tiered of ducking got abs from jumping getting out that bullet way. Fukk me stray always find me sitting chillin fallen sleep. Got me slippin nappin fukk man happen. Stray got me in the leg trying to sleep another day. As a kid in my hometown grave growing up.
[Vers]
If its not an O. D. bet ya that bullet coming to see ya. Unless those Po. Po's gettin on ya keep a low key hustle. Gettin it from the muscle.
[Loop]
Shots fired tiered of ducking got abs from jumping getting out that bullet way. Fukk me stray always find me sitting chillin fallen sleep. Got me slippin nappin fukk man happen. Stray got me in the leg trying to sleep another day. As a kid in my hometown grave growing up.
[Vers]
1 or 2 might make it off the hoe stroll. Some get freedom on parole. A system as a trap keeping hood folks back. Worried about a little town privilege getting attacked. Jump back cracker jack this a mac project. Mr mac cracker. What it looks like in your hometown. Roots rotten round here never looking back.
[Loop]
Shots fired tiered of ducking got abs from jumping getting out that bullet way. Fukk me stray always find me sitting chillin fallen sleep. Got me slippin nappin fukk man happen. Stray got me in the leg trying to sleep another day. As a kid in my hometown grave growing up.
[Vers]
Graveyard full but always looking for the next snack. Fukk that gone away never looked back nothing but slack back there not for my kind but just my kind I gotta grind and shine. Escape the living grave not mine.
[Loop]
Shots fired tiered of ducking got abs from jumping getting out that bullet way. Fukk me stray always find me sitting chillin fallen sleep. Got me slippin nappin fukk man happen. Stray got me in the leg trying to sleep another day. As a kid in my hometown grave growing up.
[Vers]
MAC Cracker. 
