Verse 1:  At night I can feel the vibe in sight  straight through the individual in flight  Everybody got hit when I bust heat, I had to let the 1-2 guage...speak  Why? Because we Murder MC's everyday, motherfuckers don't play  Straight from the under, whenever I see the wonder, I wonder  How, nuff punk niggas got caught let's start, the art is the choclate  I'm sparkin' it, play the quarterback, hut, so I can get a nut  When I take a pull niggas your dead bwoy what?  I'm talking to you and your whole crew, pick 'em out  Whatever one you want dead first  save the best for last cause I got a verse  That'll burst like Bubble Yum, troublesome  dumb niggas in the back on crack thats...    Hook:  "6 feet deep in the crease" (x16)    Verse 2:  Thunder, thunder from the one  the original one to pack heat like the sun  Pull a gun, niggas better run, FAST, nigga what?  Nigga bring apon cock on ass  Look behind and feel the heat from the devil on your back  I'm pullin' a mac, hum, now learn your lesson, now Smif-N-Wesson  Recognize that Heltah Skeltah's on the rise  and you can look into the eyes of a devil  Motherfuck a 10% cause when I represent the 5%, the God's get bend  Shake from the right to left now left to right  You drop the mic cause you was BUTT, throw your hands up WHAT?  Fatigue wear up to here, no fear  wear your TImberlands tie them up now we in there  I get no time to fake G's, come follow me  6 feet deep inside the creep    Hook (x16)    Verse 3:  First MC up to bat, Buckshot back never wack  cause I can attack the shrat?  Black and original crooks style, no style is the bitch ass style   You fuck around and get the gun blaow, look at me now bwoy  Come test, get out the buddha,sees can make a man get finesse  You must be fuckin' with that backyard bullshit  Cause the cord shit that I fuck with get me it, no doubt  A dime of that Hawaiian sess, make a nigga like me finesse  Forget about stress just parlay, play the side  And I'm a take you niggas on another ride, like...    Hook (x16)