Dead Eye

I been way into my ways just let it seep Behead a lion, with 11 sheep They got me back into my bag now the 5th is froze Go fund a zone that's the only way they really know Now jump a bridge cause you less than what you invest Run up a check and duffle bag is full of gats and coded Still overloaded, smoking blacks until my lungs piloted covered and zooted, heard enough until I got to do it The energy is lacking yak is pouring up I might be stepping in some shoes just to build it up I'm in it for a check don't get in the way (don't get in my way) I'm anti thought you heard me say (thought you heard me say it) My shot hit you it's vital corresponded the truth dub it and fold in a taco Hambre la vida con dinero hermano you know that I know Without the god stepping, you're risking enemy lining They roll up on you it's over, but I'm the nigga to find em Cutting every source of air, to get rid of enemy alignment But pardon my production, I've mentioned I beat vagina, so my son's is being born, and working into a scorn (word is bon) The five fingers what I mentioned you keep the shit a distance Or forever be remembered, I'm ready the top of the zone nigga I can't die you wonder why they call me now the dead eye