[Twista]. I know a whole bunch of motherfuckers thats prepared whoop. Leave a body bloody red to scoop. Poppin off lead for loot. Shot the pussy up from head to boot. Just for talkin dramatic when it was static you was scared to shoot. Police prepared to swoop. To catch a nigga on the runway but don't none stay for the white chalk. If aired out your tip whatch your lip niggas pipes talk. I you wasn't seen then you might walk. Even if it ain't the time of day niggas will find a way like locos off of nodos. Cappin when you servin your blows niggas doze hoes. Got the popos posin as hobos. Take a photo of him please. Tell the Chi Town he freeze they don't give a fuck if it was DT's. They be up like the sea breeze on CC's. And they handin out these murders like free cheese. Could you pass me the B please. I got intercate shit to kick even though I campaign with a gang. Bumpin though in different denominations in the nations. and the nations racin worried bacause I'm slangin the thangs. If you can ahng up at my town up a K Town. if you dissin them then you dissin me. Niggas actin like they glad to die so if you had to try. if they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me. just a unsolved mystery. [Chorus 2x]. Before I saw his body lyin down. I heard a motherfucker crying now. Have you ever seen a bitch nigga give into mysery. And left an unsolved mystery. Before I saw his body lyin down. I heard a motherfucker crying now. Call the popo the man and mess. Shot up his head and chess. Put to rest now the rest should be history. Before I saw his body lyin down. I heard a motherfucker crying now. Have you ever seen a bitch nigga give into mysery. And left an unsolved mystery. Before I saw his body lyin down. I heard a motherfucker crying now. Niggas actin like they glad to die. So if you had to try. If they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me. [2nd vesre]. In a hoopty shorty's will design a spot. So when the get pulled over them people wouldn't find the spot. But if you ain't got it hid you have the flowest. if you can throw it and motherfucker its a nine to knot. Just go back to where your thang lay. Cause lo key niggas they started out in the gang way. But if you wild when your aim spray. Them niggas that you aired out is gonna be comin back the same day. In the middle of a war you ain't on the tip. if you get the guns and clips to keep doin what you doin. Is it the same chiefs that got the same beef. claimin they ain't been doin the bruh be givin it to 'em. Flamboyant niggas must be slow. If your bitch ain't get popped then its a blessin she a lucky hoe. Cause no matter where the fuck he go. In K Town they will dress him in a casket and tuxedo. Cause you can't be actin thug roof. Because of Hennesey and drug use these niggas love juice. Some don't even considered gettin caught. cause when you talk up some shit the gonna be quick and let the slugs loose. These motherfuckers heart is love boo. Especially like them niggas up at Ghostown Windy City snipe. Cause its a pitty when hype. For niggas wanna get witty. For comin too pretty. Get the chilli filled and desipher. To pay the piper and bow to viper. Twice is rough. Now is what I'm kickin hype enough. Cause everytime I puff and write this stuff. I kick a frenzy facin fuckin and fury cause I dont like to bluff. So if we ever get into it and let the static get to me. Lets squash it and make it history. Niggas actin like the glad to die. So if you had to try. If they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me. Just an unsolved mystery. [Chorus]. [3rd verse]. Now listen they be kickin hocus pocus. I done said shit to put your motherfucking eyes out of focus. So writing what I wrote is hopeless. If you see our base and you said then you better be ferosheous. And matter fact I hope the dopest. For to try to cope this is hopeless. Cause my lethal rhymes. Is the kind that can beat you blind. And pre-design. I pee through mine. Like I see through lines. Check the brain and see define. The reason I'm gunnin I tried the runnin. Cause I should have let you know. I don't give a fuck you was fronted because you was blunted. West side to the hunters you can't step to hoe. In the state of emergency urgenlty the ambulance will come. And then the law will come demand the gun. But bullshit irrelevence they need evidence. or trippin on elegance they be holdin out they hands for some. If anything they'll hand 'em some. Or get wit him here come the victum he be shot up in his pants and lungs. Cause he actin hard and ran his tongue. Don't mean another nigga he meet in the street gonna be the man to run. Cause a prison is some shit to see. Matter of fact fuck the talkin my lip let me hit the B. Niggas actin like they glad to die. So if you had to try. If they faded you it wouldn't mean shit to me. Just an unsolved mystery. [Chorus 2x]