(feat. Opio)



[Opio]

Yeah, yeah

What's goin down



S.O.M., where we at?



Alright

How we do, verse like



I ignite the microphone to a scorching ball of fire

Light up the sky with the olympic torch wire

tapped to the console, then I'm high rolling

with the diamond tipped drill lyrics, straight from Oakland

Don't get too comfortable your lungs will fill with fluid

cause I'm tunneling through your bulletproof, at the speed of lightning

Move right left, swing diagonal you still gets tagged so

acting on impulse results in disaster (yeah)

I'm like chance, I come unexpected

like a glance down the barrel of a AP-9, I'm mind blowin

Potent like crystal methane

It's insane to try me but still niggaz attempt

They body goes limp, then they brain starts trembling

Dissasembling they physical makeup and mental health

Gettin one step closer to oblivion your chest begins giving in

There's no avenging your death on the microphon