Rest In Piss

(Brotha Lynch)

Yeah I'm back up in this mother******

You know what i'm sayin

For the 9 whatever the ******

You know I ain't dead yet

You know what i'm sayin

I'm with my real locc ******s

I was a dead man, walking they say, so every night

I hit the

JLoad the

AK and post up, in the window till come day, anyway hey

I feel the payback simmering in my brain

The thoughts of death cloud my mind

As my ******s is gone away many clips and 24 riches, packedbut really who got my back feynow that them ******s done hit the grave

I'm killing them off for the olds days24 ways and a 24 sack of that purple kush and make me sickerthan sick and even get

Ripgut Cannibal if you wishcause ****** it's

EBK everyday all day til the day

I dieI'm creepin through yo set with a mini mac 10

AR15 rugga with a 12 guage pump in the trunkand a black beany disguise

That ****** that you can't see just cuz of themglocks and loccs over my eyes

Crack like a black cat with a mac with a mac10 on my lap and a fat sack of that cracktook a hit of that ************t and seen some ******s with a four fifth

So I let 'em have it ounces of oh ee four oh no that

Indonesian ************t and a 9 millimeter for the ****** that'll dump and pump one in yo ************ and put her in the grave with an empty fourty ounce bottle and don't leave a dripthen bounce to that ouncewith a lack and a mac and a fat pack of that in door ************t

I'm sicker than sick them ******s they gotta admit when

Igrab my ************t you either gone or get caught with a hot one****** so rest in piss(Chorus)

Just call me

Agent Double

O Deuce 4

BloccI got that 9 milli glock and ready to put one in your knot"Rest in Piss" (************t) (repeat 4x)(verse 2)(Brotha Lynch)

From the rep of the depth of the double

Oduece foe block with a glock in my pocketfull of that sess you betta wear a bullet proof vest

When I'm match your set betta pack you a techcause

I'm at your neck with a clip full of that ************t****** don't trip when i put one in your ************ that

Ripgut Cannibal

Hannibal ************t ****** **** and guts all over my chestand stomach running til the slack threw my strap in the backtwist me up a sack and

I'm back at the

Garden Blockkicking it with maniac the ****** that a maniac sicker than sickwhen a clips in progress put em on the groundwith a brain full of them nine slugs and read him in

Reader's Digestuh

I found a new love trickeling in my brain half of the dojahalf of the oh-

E half of the fact that

I'm that insane ******from the duece foe blocksterwhere ******s never put their glocks upand get their ******s sucked ****** you just can't stop usloc to the brain insane with a main game that will maintainuntouchable cut your throat and leave you in the streetwith a lynch around your throat mother******cause you ain't got no love foe the blockpop gotta hot foe that 24 street block****** that took a shot rest in piss(Chorus)