Hitman's Diary - Kool G. Rap

[Kool G. Rap] 
Yo it's a hit  you picked the wrong cat to fuck with 
The wrong thug kid to buck with  you better duck quick 
or get your shit split  with infinite shit  from outta the clip 
Niggaz is struck with the underworld click 

Yo it was midnight and rainy and  spotted these three Panamanians 
Gold chains  and carryin Iranians 
Pulled out to stain me and  these cats might try to flame me 
and shit  might be hit sent from this bitch nigga Damien 
Used to slang 'caine, back to back, up in this game we in 
Went against the grain when he got banged in his cranium 
Now he got cats all on my back, tryin to bang me and 
from Peru, flew in a crew of evil, now shit is lethal 
Drew the Eagle, blew about two 
and made one of the two see-through, but I still see two 
of his peoples, up in a Regal, and they got heat to equal 
shit that got put in Beenie Seagal, fuck these illegal 
alien-ass niggaz out of the grass 
Put extra clips upon the dash and continued to blast 
Fire flashed, I left another one of em splashed 
The bloodbath, three niggaz found dead on the ave 
Went to a phone to hit my nigga Big C, swiftly 
Yo dig the shit G, these niggaz tried to hit me 
Yo meet me in about fifty, with Big Ash, be movin quickly 
I'm about to hit D, put that motherfucker six feet 
"Aiyyo what happened G?" Niggaz on the ave was clappin at me 
Bustin at me, tryin to put caps in my nappy 
"Yo as long as you made it kid I'm happy" 
We still goin to where this cat be, with AK's all day 
Called up my nigga Jay, call the nigga Damien for me okay? 
Make it about 3:38, straight, this is what you say 
"Aiyyo we fucked up, he got away" 
If he play, I'ma split his toupee, we on our way 
to this nigga's office, with armed forces