[Intro: Ace Amin + Tay Roc]
Mercy, mercy
Cave
2...3
Roc, 1800 shit
The Gang way
You know the fuckin’ vibes, nigga
2...3
They ain’t gon’ know what the fuck goin’ on
Ah, ah
[Hook: Ace Amin]
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
His family out here askin’ for the head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
His family out here askin’ for the head doctor
[Verse 1: Ace Amin]
If a nigga had a dream it's laying right there
With his mood swings and his nightmares
In his fight for life they talking fight fair
We gon' send him to God and pay the flight fare
They don't call me Ace cause I won't miss
Because its all close range, nigga, I don't miss
His bitch act stupid, you think I won't miss?
This fo' fifth disappear ya: hocus pocus
D-Do ya dance, homeboy, make ‘em do a dance
Two to a nigga head'll make ‘em do a dance
Moving fast, got em twitchin’ with the movin’ hands
He still movin' but he dead with his stupid ass
I'm from where they stop life at the stoplight
We shoot first for security: that's that Top Flight
You don't like to admit that you are not liked
Them niggas who be chasing niggas down and not likes
Leave the street covered in his intuition
Send him where there's free room, board and tuition
When you in them missions, ain't no intermission
All the men you missin’ on the menu missin'
And while y'all buy the lies, I'll lobotomize
Lookin for a sign, like a dotted line
I finalize you can tell a killa by the eyes
But you can tell he really dead, nigga, by the eyes
[Hook: Ace Amin]
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
His family out here askin’ for the head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
His family out here askin’ for the head doctor
[Verse 2: Tay Roc]
You want what? I will cut you the fuck up
Swing the hammer like a nunchuck and give you a gun butt
Come through my ‘hood flashing, get stuck the fuck up
Cops come through asking shit, just shut the fuck up
If I toss you a pack, better show me some damn progress
Let the milly rock on ‘em: fuck a dance contest
Extended clip, don't get hit with all 30 objects
Eyes wide open, but that nigga unconscious
We monsters walkin’ ‘round with a choppa
Make ya whole body go into shock: Blanka
The shotgun barrel wide as an anaconda
Special metal; bald heads rock 'em: they from Wakanda
Think it’s all games, headshot, all brains
Everything you think gon leak on ya Balmains
I do my dirt alone and I don't involve lames
This Cave Gang shit a whole different ball game, unh
Yea, Cave talk, this our own language
In the street like I'm road ragin'
Rep the Cave ‘til I'm old agin'
Til my body rot and my soul raisin'
We ain't worried bout no hatin'
We actin’ like we ain't got home trainin'
Bullets fly when that chrome blazin’
You run up wrong and a bone breakin'
[Hook: Ace Amin]
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
His family out here askin’ for the head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
His family out here askin’ for the head doctor
[Verse 3: Ace Amin]
Them fake tough niggas, they gone stare atcha
Me, I just walk up like a Stairmaster
And hereafter, he'll hafta hear the story in the hereafter
And niggas won't remember you half a year after
Nigga, take a seat if you hate the heat
Break ‘em off, short lunch break: you'll get eight to eat
I lay for weeks, move early, I'm tryna break a lease
Leave a fuck nigga stuck like complacency
You got four foes, keep 44s, for foes
No peace talks, when that piece talks, that door closed
Do house calls, then that house falls: it’s foreclosed
With those hoes, we keep pumps: toes closed
Fuck low blows, it’s safe shots, lift hoes’ souls
You pushin’ shit, I'll push ya shit like promo
That gangsta shit turn to "Please, Lord, no, no!"
Wake niggas but fake niggs, you the logo
Metal swingin' like a hypnotist
That hip-to-hip dance with Death and you ain't hip to this
You either wit da shit or on the witness list
A victim list or you 3rd and long, blitzin shit
I prey on the strong, they pray on my demise
Say a prayer for these fuck niggas you idolize
They got a lot of lies, now they gotta lies
And you know he dead when he shot by the eyes
[Hook: Ace Amin]
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
His family out here askin’ for the head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
Headshot, he need a head doctor
His family out here askin’ for the head doctor
[Outro: *sample*]
With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day
This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee…”
