“One bullet” [Verse 1: Steele Before I lay my head down to rest, I roll up A nickel sack of cess to relieve the stress The herb and the calisthenics do a nigga justice Stay fit ‘cause some are slick and can’t be trusted I put up with none of them punks who front shit Even though some I used to run with and smoke blunts with **** the foreplay. Let’s do shit the raw way Kill the “he say, she say.” Check what we say [Verse 2: Tek I’m dwelling in the cellar with my niggas Heltah Skeltah Loading up the clips with lyrics, punks run for shelter Smif-N-Wessun’s on the loose with a noose for your neck You let info slip out, so it’s dead you get There’s the Black Moon, we creeping up in your room Death fills the air along with the scent of boom Open your eyes, mother****ers, and greet your fear Off with the head of a snitch, and he’s outta here One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time!) One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time!) One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time!) One time for your mother****ing mind One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time!) One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time!) One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time!) One time for your mother****ing mind “One bullet” [Verse 3: Steele Sitting in The pens with my back against the gate, hot as a **** Can’t wait to get that bus heading upstate New place, same faces from the last joint Got my banger, so when danger come, I’ll be on point In the parallel cell, mad niggas flip ‘Cause some big bear doing dip just got his ass ripped Juveniles buck wild in this vicinity Keep an open eye ‘cause now I sleep with the enemy Ready to thump with any chump with ideas Nobody move, nobody gets blown from ears to rear [Verse 4: Tek Thinking of a way to get even with my P.O ‘Cause I know the bitch dicked a nigga on the D-Low Now behind bars where scars come in pairs Trooping with my blowers ‘case them niggas try to bring it here Flipping on the bitch ass who got cash And commissary ‘cause I ain’t going home ‘til Nevuary Another straight-out “no” coming from the board Keep my anger hidden ‘til I’m back up in the ward Niggas know what’s the word ‘cause the grill is blank Once again, it’s on. Sucker-type, grab your shanks One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time!) One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time!) One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time!) One time for your mother****ing mind [Verse 5: Steele Well, I was taught two wrongs don’t make a right, but me and Rippa been real tight for a while, and everything’s aight I got one in store for hardcore fanatics Banging from basement to attic for static if you got dramatics Who’s the next up for heads up? When my lead’s Used up, I’ll get my baseball bat, and you’ll get bruised up [Verse 6: Tek Word Life, my semi-automatic end statics. Smoking lye’s More than a habit, and our victims die tragic We stalk around like the beast out for prey Packing the ammo, pulling more juks by the day, taking Loot with my crimeys, on the run from the coppers Boot Camp’s on the map, and ain’t no way that you can stop us [Verse 7: Steele Get out My way, nigga. I’m coming through deep, and my fleet Packs heat. Ain’t nothing sweet, we play for keeps. I got Money on my mind and my hand on my nine Gots to get mine ‘cause my life’s on the line. I Roll with the Rippa, and the Rippa rolls with me And my bred-dread D-to-the-O-G [Verse 8: Tek See? We be hitting up boom spots a lot In the cypher, getting high with the hoods on the block If you don’t know we, don’t even come in our circle **** around and get me vexed and I’ma hurt you Bumba clot rudeboy, lick off your nine As we hit you one time for you ****ing mind One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time!) One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time!) One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time!) One time for your mother****ing mind One rhyme for the snitch dropping dime (One time!) One rhyme for the heads doing time (One time!) One rhyme for the crooks committing crime (One time!) One time for your mother****ing mind “One bullet”