Lost dreams of innocence long past
Through time, memories burn and fade like ash
Through the crosswinds, through the crosiers
Let the bullet strike

Through the Teflon and on and in
Feel me ********* the skin
So I could travel, unravel the whole in your shell
I'm gonna send you straight to hell

Now, you’re lifeless, God bless your soul and lay to rest
It's useless, I go through the west chest cavity area
Let them bury your shell deep in the earth
Where you dwell in your wooden cells

Gang insignia splits your familia
Let me break it down mira
You're slaying motha***kas that look like you do
Dying off slowly is the only rule

In this rate chase, crews choose paper chase
Almost always illegal, regals and banbidos
Government tactics pack this street with plastic
Dreams and fantasies of getting paid drastic
But most get blasted all you fanatics
Out for cheese and G's cease dramatics

In this chapter, we're gonna define why rivals die
Bullets fly, they fill skies and we die faster then we multiply
Bullets pierce through sky
Like a storm, you're warned and if it hails you die

******ins p***ing through your block, blasting action
Dust gets kicked up in violent fashion
Trigger men get figured in solitary cages through the ages

We've been taken for by the other side
They split us up in cliques and pitch the homicide
They use, divide and conquer, they no longer will survive
Supply the guns and ammo, then watch the color die

Bullets are on a mission to search and destroy
No names attached, just convoys
Deployed on your team
You wanna scheme dreams of material vision
My squadron of 36 is on a mission

And I'm on you like flies on ****
And I got back up with 36 more in the clip
As I come to expand and change dimensions
My philosophy becomes high with bad intentions

It’s a vengeance, like bees to the hive
Strive to stay alive and live through the drive-by
Who really remembers the blastin'?
Five minutes of crossfire, action, two sides fight in the night

And thousands of nameless bullets fly by aimless
In your direction, making rivals die on occasion
Yeah, enemies, mutha***ka
Take in all of my steel, bleed, hot metal get thrown away
On the streets of L.A. as I run away

In this chapter, we're gonna define
Why rivals die, bullets fly, they fill skies
And we die faster then we multiply