Dyin' times near...
Wene the coast is clear
let me see you run,
Muthafucka, fast as you can.
Cracka run yo' Ass down.
Six trigger blasts
yo' Ass to the ground.
Dyin' times near...
Muthafucka, look the other way.
Cold body layin' dead in the gutter,
'thought he could run away?
Muthafucka, don't fuck me down.
Cuz next time that gunna be
Your body that lays.
Dyin' times near, Muthafucka
Shit don't matter
wene you hear the Glocks' pop.
Take for granted your fucken life.
Escape and run fast.
Muthafucka don't wanna fight.
But watch, Muthafucka,
Next time, You'll see.
He's gunna steal your Goddamn LIFE.
Dyin' times near.
-Sarah (shy)
