Cormega - Dead Man Walking (Explicit)

(He got the slip on you)

This how it went down

I had to undergo therapy not surgery

The ni**a wetted me but he didn't murder me

Dun I survived

He thought that I died

Now it's time to throw the nine clip in mission revenge

Once was friends now that sh*t's dead

That stupid muthaf**ka shoulda shot me in the head

So I went to Brooklyn and met with Dread

And told Dread I want the p**sy clot shot dead

That ni**a started a war f**kin with me yo

Hit me with a four-four and jetted with a kilo

He hit me in the chest

Lucky I was wearing a vest

But the impact hurt my f**kin flesh

Right after he left I noticed I was bleeding by my neck

And I was type-scared to death

Yo I blacked out

I woke up my man had the mac out

Said we gonna get the ni**a back no doubt

He told me to rest

I seen my ni**a standing at the door with a tec

In case a muthaf**ker flex

I told him how the muthaf**kin kid co-flipped

And he said parlay son payback's a b**ch

Yo sh*t is real I feel better

Word out on the street is that a four-four can't stop Mega

The ni**a musta heard I didnt die son he hidin'

I snatched up his man inside a van and started drivin'

His man started dymin'

Said the ni**a drivin' in 735 and he knows where to find him

Cool tell my man to drop the kid off

Soon as we hit the next darn block blew his f**kin wig off

Now that's one down one ni**a to go

Just drive slow so we don't have to worry 'bout five-o

Now it's time to get even

We in five jeeps deep with the mad heat and steamin

Oh sh*t I see him he gettin out the seven

My man started wetting at the ni**a with a mac-11

I specialize in war

Now it's time to blow him I'ma show him

How to use a f**kin four-four

I said "yo son ya games over"

I let off and yo my sh*t was spittin fire

Like a flamethrower

He started wettin back

I caught him in his f**kin back

When he flung I think his lungs collapsed

He just a dead man walking

Ay yo f**k that sh*t I'm through talking