[ Featuring D-Styles ]
Deep psychological smashing your face with solid obstacles mazal tov with flaming Molotovs am knocking blox off
Grip the Kalasnekoff and swerve around the block to spot some ops
Running circles on the field around these crops
3rd Dimension audio bullets flying hiding in your Wardrobe
I'm the type to pull up with an axe to part your cornrows
These Cornballs lick a hole and suck a pole to reach a goal
Use a heavy brick to open doors through noses like a keyhole
Sniffing mountains of coke
Poke fun at ugly folk
Woke sun to run his dope
No fun we took his coat
No gun his knife's a joke
Tied rope around his throat
Eyes red made him choke
Collapsed lung cardio
Cartier wrist glare flare best beware we don't play fair loaded gauge hard stare
Murder was the case by the stair case hanging by his own shoelace stash is gone but there was no trace of foul play by the gangway
Duce tre retro
Infra red 6 saw prints along a patio
Patricia was a witness
Sickened by the sickness
Villainous display a merciless act of ferociousness
Sped off in a 3 series alpine edition
What's the next mission
Knocking niggaz out n make them victims
They were screaming for their parents when their life was flashing bye
Word to you and I Suicide is still a Suicide
Use a naked flame to burn a parasite
Knuckle duster for a bloody fight
Bleach and sand to throw at an opponents eyes
Whoever despise dies tonight under pale moonlight
Swipe your major artery
Soul ascend to dark skies
I'm a wolf in a disguise curry muttons on the menu if you're bout to skip the track f*ck your mum hope I offend you
Pop the lead don't mean a pencil if it's B2 that's utensil
Cut you niggaz like a stencil
Grip the chrome and blow your ventricle
Your metals on this instrumental haemorrhaging
Anyone can get it whether pale or got that melanin
I know some donnies who would share the very same sentiment
My Parker pen is worth more than the outfit niggaz simpin in
