He lived in a fairy tale
Somewhere not far for us to find
In love with the taste and smell
Of the bullets we left behind
Its all about the exposure
The scope we told em
The oppas were all wrong now were ripping heads of theire older guys
Keep the opp on the ground
Send theire head in the clouds
Go get the shovel
We'll dig a deep a hole
To bury the oppas
Bury the oppas
Go get the shovel
We'll dig a deep a hole
To bury the oppas
Bury the oppas
Tada ta tada ta tara tara ta ta tara grrr pow
So one day we found her crying
His moma'nem on the dirty ground
Cuz folks nem didn't came to save him
And the rest you can figure out
We scored a hit so the opp called 12 so make sure
To spit you're shit clip by boring clip
Like wolves we gon blow it down
Keep the opp on the ground
Send theire head in the clouds
Go get the shovel
We'll dig a deep a hole
To bury the oppas
Bury the oppas
Go get the shovel
We'll dig a deep a hole
To bury the oppas
Bury the oppas
Tada ta tada ta tara tara ta ta tara grrr pow