I say death to my enemies
I'm taking all they breath
That a threat
Light a Nigga up
Leave nun above his neck
Got a blade
Named it brizz
So let's go for a ride
Why I name it that
Cause it's gonna take the other nigga side
You ok lil nigga
Why the f*ck you breathing heavy
Cause I plan on using bullets
And you know that I got plenty
You ain't gotta worry bout it
I swear that I do the most
Then put slugs up in his torso to give God a holey ghost
I'm an entity
You cannot get to me
To garner sympathy
I'm listening to screams of yo family
It sound like symphonies
My demeanor's always sounding nonviolent
So it gets to me
When niggas think I'm peaceful
And I won't turn them to history
I'm like Ben with the first flash
F*ck all that talking bitch
You know I let the heat blast
Watch a couple casings as the bullets rip his jaw
Then I watch his ghost freak as he go running to the Lord like
Watch out
Feel like I just stomp now
Push me too far you get stomped out
You finna learn to watch yo mouth
Promise I'm finna go back to the basics
Ground painted red looking like a mosaic
Execute niggas but method archaic
Feel like Hidan if a Nigga keep talking
Assume a bullet finna go hit his noggin
Don't go running cause I don't plan on jogging
I know the change in emotion is shocking
This what happens when peace is a problem
Reality I don't know how to stop it
BLUTE is still here but JEX he keep on talking
Don't know what happens if I keep on walking
I want the peace but the violence is calling
The renegade in me is really just a remnant of enemies
Similes they can go far but they can't get rid of tendencies
Carving up a pussy nigga is becoming a specialty
Death to me lil nigga
Yo bro will end up like a Kennedy
It'll take a single bullet to go rattle his brain
Metal leaking from his body sound like sonic with rings
His mama claim that he an angel while her son is in pain
Final sights a ring of fire like he's wrestling Kane
LWatch out
Feel like I just stomp now
Push me too far you get stomped out
You finna learn to watch yo mouth
Promise I'm finna go back to the basics
Ground painted red looking like a mosaic
Execute niggas but method archaic
Feel like Hidan if a Nigga keep talking
Assume a bullet finna go hit his noggin
Don't go running cause I don't plan on jogging
I know the change in emotion is shocking
This what happens when peace is a problem
Reality I don't know how to stop it
BLUTE is still here but JEX he keep on talking
Don't know what happens if I keep on walking
I want the peace but the violence is calling