Lyrics:

[Intro: Swift]
Nigga
Fuck around and get smoked in this motherfucker
Fucking around with Swifty McVay
D12 nigga, what?

[Verse]
I'm treacherous, quick to rip the hell out your vest
Niggas got some shit on their chest
I snatch it out in 50 seconds or less
Show it your family and all the niggas that's left
Now it's time for their death
I'm a walking sequel, I strike twice if you chattering
I kills your people then blow up the dead bodies, it doesn't matter when
Your time, it's is happening
Death so fucking fast your life won't even flash in front of your face
Imma run in your place, make you quit rap
Have you go running with Murder Ma$e
Slowly dying, locked in the basement and pray to Grace
Get sniped before you get a chance to state your case
See I'm that doper, in a br[?] to raise the stakes
Like Travolta, fuck your ass up and change your face
See my name's Swifty; it ain't in me to change my pace
Get your name erased, you get put in a coma place
In a cold ass dumpster filled with waste
Lyrical monster who love to snap, a bastard case
When you see me, I'll make it not even fun to rap
A black grenade: we the reason your guns go clap