Death

[Verse 1: Styles P]

Hail Mary and light candles, what the fuck

When I die hail a cab, just light up a dutch

Still here I'll be hidin' inside the smoke

I'll be all up in the cats that provide you coke

You know the cats with the stocking caps over they face

With the shotgun pump yellin, "Open the safe!"

I'm the nigga that'll loc in the wake, put two in the corpse

And one in the chest and one in the face

Can't wait to bet a hundred and ace, tell a nigga I owe

Hell no, get the fuck out my face

Call me a hater, cause I probably hate ya tapes

And if I see you at a show I might break ya plates

All these new faggots, steppin' on the scene

Don't you ever fucking ask me to kick a sixteen

Cause I was better than you, when I was sixteen

Still cock back the hammer, and give you sixteen

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]

I cop heavy jewels, nickle em out

Whips, nickle em out

Fuck a bitch then I'm kickin' em out

Catch ya wifey at the mall put a clip in her blouse

I got big time niggas that be hittin' me south

Whip and a house, while y'all niggas sit on the couch

Talkin' bout that rock shit I got a brick in the house

Remember me dog here's something to remember me for

Half million worth of ice and a burgandy four

Spittin the raw, or either out rippin the tour

On the hill fucking with Poppi, sit in the store

They call me the Kiss, light up call me a bitch

That hold a Glock, roll a dutch, and take all of the dick

Company owned Leer jet, company phone

Make a million overseas don't front when you home

Cause these niggas wanna jump on your stones

Bitches wanna jump on your bone

That's why I'm dumpin' the chrome