Popping a clip in them bodies me dumping
Watching you fall to the pave
Wid me nine milli pumping
Putting them bodies all off in them graves
More lyrical murder — as Wish Bone empties his 9mm’s magazine, your body falls to the pavement. His metaphorical gun then keeps firing, sending bodies (presumably of his enemies) into waiting graves.
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