Opio

Yeah, yeah
 What's goin down
 S.O.M., where we at?
 Alright
 How we do, 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