styles collapse ya foundation like the uni bomber wit a vest of c-4
eatin meat raw razor blade staff rip ya cheek off
I change my appearance to ya family dog
snare my teeth bite for blood prepare for the law
rap martial artist spitin electric fist
kick u in the dick fill up ya chest wit piss
i...
one more gin im here your here my computer works for kno
first to seven now crew votes other than that fuck the rules
checkin in
post by the 6th at least
Now how u gon call this world innocent
when u got preachers and teachers touchin little childeren
they walk wit rifles run planes into the buildings
and yall still about your self tryin 2 pop for millions
if my family goes through it the world gonna suffer
strapped in a trash can like a...
its all bitches im too far gone they all targets
i corner the market
spit regardless
severe ya cartlige
faggots wit theatrics wit snake bitches sayin the down
when ya on ya J.O. the on the dizzie suckin em down
ol Bootchie bad Brizzie Got her reluctant to smile
cuz she non sense wit her...