Tactical Nuke Interlude

War crimes, might drop napalm on the 'jects

Dirt bags lay yo' lil' homeboy to rest

Shotgun on me, he should've wore a vest

If I go to jail, scream "free me" till the death

Acting like a hoe, strip a **** out his clothes

Taking his Amiris and ParaNorman Foams

I see where you at, got them UAV drones

Payin' off the crackheads walkin' 'round yo' home

Don't get cut

Do not rush up

Don't get put

Do not rush up

Don't get touched

Do not rush up

Don't get fucked

Do not rush up