[Intro: JPEGMAFIA & Buju Banton]
Beefin' with me, you gon' die
Burn him up bad like a old tire wh-
Y'all niggas talkin' about me
We gon' see what the fuck you got to say now, nigga
Uh
[Verse 1]
These pussy niggas on a war path
Fucking around with JPEG, you will get six shots to the head (Six million ways to die)
Black Sean Penn I beat that bitch
All my niggas stay refocused
You don't really want it with the JPEG trick
Choke you with a MIDI cable make you sing a hit, boy (To die)
Niggas think they can get to my bands
With yo' fake rapping ass always looking for a handout
You gonna see six niggas on the bus
Three shots and one juggalo hit the canvas
I can get you anywhere fuckbo, I'm random
Kill At Will I am O'Shea Jackson
Young black and gifted but don't get it twisted
I take a cracker's soul out his body leave him uplifted, bitch
[Chorus]
Pay nill
-Ain in my-
-Ain in my-
Pay nill
-Ain in my-
-Ain in my-
[?], try to test me
[Verse 2]
Pussy nigga want me in the war path
Hold up bitch, I am the star of the cast
Talk a lot of shit, never hit do the math
I don't fuck around
You don't wanna wrestle 'cause you green in this town
Put you on the car but you never see the map
For that fronti' like you hard, you gon' die in a dark match
Fuck nigga, this ain't what you want
Fuck nigga, this ain't what you want
You know me
No tweets, no blogs, no pics
If you wanna do something nigga show me
Before your life gets hacked like Sony
White Jesus said he don't know thee
Now you can mine for your life, you can mine for your wife
White boy, you gon' pay what you owe me
[Chorus]
Pay nill
-Ain in my-
-Ain in my-
Pay nill
-Ain in my-
-Ain in my-
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