Now can you picture this, black 40 caliber wrapped in my fist

Hopping out a Challenger sending challengers in a bliss

Now focus on the killer that thrill off of my adventure

All I leave is a flash of gunpowder that you remember

They mix the thugging in public beneath the evil eye

Where they fight fire witg fire to defeat the evil guy

So hard to focus when life is so hopeless for the youth

So predatory for territory we just go and shoot

And getting drunk and smoking weed is the only action

And fucking bitches and squeezing triggers for satisfaction

So critical that when we do is just to justify

So experimental to the world they objectify

Can't be a man in poverty, fully sanitary

Only freedom I see for us is when a man is buried

So fuck the cops and they laws till I'm compensated

Fuck the 40 acres and a mule that was understated

Orca, the killer whale of the hood

I know they'd rather see me fail if I could

Provocative lyrics, 2Pacalypse spirit, coppers'll fear it

Make a killer squeeze with a chopper when they hear it

Orca

Trapped in the city, no pity when the semis let loose

The killer ocean this bulletproof is my wetsuit

No one can save me, the babies is crazy

So my next move have em running wild when the tech shoot

Criminal mind the only intentions of homicide

So we graduated from drive-by's to walk-by's

Guess it is the penitentiary eventually

And I will not cry when they mention me and they sentence me

I know my life is suicidal

It can be me in the streets with em checking my vitals

But I will not worry until I'm buried, my killers'll come through

And hit you and put blood on ya bitch like Carrie

Kansas was my tutor Black Guerrilla's my father figure

The mob father the straight killer the mob figure

We rottweilers that pop collars with all triggers

The conscious of a thug **** natural born killer

Orca, the killer whale of the hood

I know they'd rather see me fail if I could

Provocative lyrics, 2Pacalypse spirit, coppers'll fear it

Make a killer squeeze with a chopper when they hear it

Orca

They told me death was coming and I ain't ran yet

They say they coming for my head and they ain't came yet

Them bullets riddle from out the thick with my entourage

And for me it's kill murder murder like I'm a God

I'm infected with this thug life can not save me

Been injected wit this shit since a motherfucking baby

Born in the projects, shoot at any target

And everyone of you **** is the object

Physically I'm the misery of your reality

And mentally I'm the headache about my salary

It's M.O.B, still money over bitches

In the Chevy hitting switches damn fool about my riches

Society trying me, trying to give me the book

While the feds tapping my phone, trying to give me the hook

Big fish on the line, crime is a way of life

And if I gotta serve time I'll pay the price

Orca, the killer whale of the hood

I know they'd rather see me fail if I could

Provocative lyrics, 2Pacalypse spirit, coppers'll fear it

Make a killer squeeze with a chopper when they hear it

Orca