Lyrics : Morphine

Uh (Statik Selektah)
Here we go

Kidnappings, alibis, drive-bys
I been there, there's paperwork, so why lie?
Four-fives, bullets spittin', flesh cookin'
Now you bare, fitted, body on the best cushion
Hah, I came to dinner with a meat cleaver
Bam, I get you hit up with a street sweeper
Unique dreamer that's whippin' the green Bimmer
In them clean sneakers, I spent my feature money on reefer
Reach for my piece, you fittin' to meet Jesus
I'm a street genius, before rap, I sold heaters
It's no weakness, runnin' with cold creatures
Put a bullet into your b*t*h and kill your fetus
Cement shoes, they don't know where your feet is
Closed casket, no clothes, you're at the griever's
It's up to me, make a killin' off the morphine
The fiends come and we hit 'em with the quarantine

Brr (Yeah)
Statik Selektah, Termanology, Fizzy, ahh