Shots point blank range , BANG he's fukked
His souls flying, I'm still firing, even his guardian angel duck
- VerbNow try that Math Hoffa shyt; swing, I’ma weave the shot
Then these nikkas? Give you that same treatment that Jesus got
In a battling session i'm grabbin the wesson, splatter his chest in
give him every thing from bladder infections to battered intestines
i was playing street fighter all night long, for 4 hours, and never picked Balrog
Remember against deacon frost, he said "ya need jason, saw 6, if they was all mixed"
even waved his arms with the balled fists, nikka thats the DONS shyt
I said i'll run up on ya man with a clip like this
and put ya dog in a bag like rich white chicks
And then it's Big T turn imma blast you down
No words, that semi's final, you'll get the last two rounds
- HollowI'm sharp it's off with his head, i'm sharp it's off with his head
Should I say it again Tsu (Ginsu)?
All that fake ass gun clappin “landslide,” that’s for caskets
You know I KILL, you can read, everything in my bio, has it (hazard)
You probably thought this was a bright idea, who hit the light switch?
Hype shift, this is where it looks like the fight's fixed
tight fist, beat you with the hand that I write with
punchlines that remind Rodney King of the night sticks
I'm the King, I cue pawns, now cut it out.
Lie on the track, die on ya back with the trolley charging
Rope your necks out, poke ya chest out like Dolly Parton
just spin the vynl round, imma put his vitals down, final round, you'll down spiral from the spinal down
- LuxI told em how that flow straight
nah, you're running your mouth at a tooth pace and you're getting closer to the cold gate
The chamber got one and the clip got 8 in
Michael jumper with the mask off a Jason
Lock pick his door *eeeerrrrr* stick my face in, terminator mode knock the baby out the playpen
I flew to the Lou, what happened to ya burner peeps?
In a murder heapm White sand, clear water...this shyt look like Myrtle Beach *leg sweep*
- SurfClip on da bottom top got da beam
all black hoodie with da mask off a Scream
lock pick his door *eeeee*
i was bout to let it ring
but i aint wanna hit his mama with a rocket yamean (yao ming)
creep down the hall, safety off he gettin em all,
b4 he could say ''wat the'' knock his head thru the wall
oh and
pick a bar
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