Now and at the Hour of Our Death

Ain't no stoppin' me, I'm poppin' lots of things

Dope head overgrown, I sold my soul and planted Roxy seeds

Waterboard my faith without a trace, I'm proppin' honesty

Broken, chosen, chokin', soakin', hopeless my aroma

I fuck up constantly

Cross country, where I dragged my woes, I did it flawlessly (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy)

Cautiously

'Cause I'm always fighting off that nausea G (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy, chase)

Stake my claim, lawful or unlawfully (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy)

Claim what's mine, now get out that fucking gorgeous Jeep (7th, 7th, 7th Ward, ayy)

I'm coming heavy, like season five Gandolfini (7th Ward), I'm ready (huh, ooh)

Head leaking spaghetti (7th Ward) bolognese, I can be petty (huh, huh)

Hold the Chevy steady (7th Ward), while we whip it 'round the levee

Choppin' blades like a machete (7th Ward)

Don't tempt me, this shit get messy (hmm)

Locked and fuckin' loaded, yeah, this AR ain't no semi (this AR ain't no semi)

Head is never empty, got a thousand thoughts too many (got a thousand thoughts too many)

They used to call us edgy, back when we was pinchin' pennies (back when we was pinchin' pennies)

Nowadays, we got full bellies, stay fighting off all the envy, tear it down

SESH

It's the one that they callin' dead

.38 pressed against my head

Spinnin' and spinnin' 'til I see red

Flea flicker, I'm catchin' lead

Physically, mentally MIA

Wishin' it all was in my head

Shadows, they follow me

Ceiling, it fall on me

Trippin', remembering what you said

I'ma hit the curb, the curb

Watch how I swerve and swerve

These bitches love to run they mouth

They got some nerve, some nerve

See it's that 5-1-7 legend

I'm the one that they call upon

Razor in my palm with a rag full of chloroform

On the day that I die, don't cry for me, ho

Cover me in diamonds, throw my body in the trash

This is a graveyard exclusive

What? What?

I push the 9 milli' lick 'em, I stick 'em, I gotta go

Inside the mind of the sickest, and wickedest on the flow

$uicide, deadboy, FN at your head, boy

Metal detectors goin' off, when we stepped in with lead toys

It go bang, it go boom, now his birthday on a tomb

Family cryin', droppin' dimes, I'm givin' you hoes the blue's

Head down when I'm 'round, rollin', smokin' out the pound

You can run, you can hide, all we ever do is tear that bitch down

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down (fuck the state, fuck the law, motherfuck a leader)

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down (we 'bout to turn this bitch up, and blow the fuckin' speakers)

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down (fuck your feelings, fuck your ego, motherfuck your pride)

Tear it down, tear it down

Tear it down, tear it down (bitch, it's Grey59 'til we fuckin' die)

Tear it down