Pain Music - Joe Blow, The Jacka, Carrey Stacks

I wrote sixteen bars behind sixteen bars

And I came home to only sixteen large

Just niggas from the streets but they treat us like (?)

Something like Osama this choppa is our bodyguard

But was nothing like Obama no presidents in Islam

Our presence will soon be known, our enemies will be gone

Never go where I’m from they welcome you with a drum

They try to resist now but soon they’ll overcome

Send 'em straight to hell a thousand shells had 'em overwhelmed

All my niggas cold as hell empty out reload again

You couldn’t fix this shit with a couple (?)

Now every killer in the city getting paid to gun you down

Remember hundred in the chop nigga every time I come around

Beefing with The Jack nigga soon you’ll be in the ground

(?) even though they know my style

This dope and this hundred round like twins they both loud

Mean mug frown that hunnid round only thing that smile

So many witnesses die we rarely seen trial

We should never try kill you well nigga unless you seen (?)

But I’m all about brilliance made thousands off greenhouses

Stacks and Young Naj made thousands off a green couch

And we won’t never go to sleep but we leaned out

Had us doing bad till a real nigga reached out

He showed us to the bread but couldn’t show us wheres it’s peace fount