Don’t be foolish and back down my thought is ruling like this money is music I create the movement pistol to your face

Repackage my lyrics in books chorus rhymes and hooks pistol whip a neighbor for the pap… sending hollow bullets at you hate… break the crowd by myself

Strike enforce damages rampage like a aimed cannon leaving bodies online vacant and abandoned light a candle

Pick apart the game standoffs gun exchange dope came off the boat and G’s went insane

Historical flow I use a lyrical out post get ghost pitching off dope on the west coast

Savages hatchet stuffing the basket heroin smuggled in caskets soldiers is ready for action hunting vultures and rabbits

Criminally crafted the weapons are automatic sifted by the fate of the pistol controlling the whistle dodging homicide officials

Shells lift you up the money doubles up I ain’t got much to say I want the ball in the clutch

Beginning Part I just wanted to let you know you could never beat me I see you in the dark but you can’t see me even when it’…

Pressure points run the misdirection anoint nothing but bullets coming from overseas weapons on the ocean front

Sunday morning late night I light the mission path be clear immortal engines running off beer

Devour all evidence seeking dead presidents I quickly clip you off of the list and spit the clip getting riches

We see a different dad every week sometimes, mom don’t come home, sh… We go to school, with nothing to e… I’m trying to learn, but I’m dead… when my stomach, starts to burn

I salute all US troops that patro… god lookout for the poor who can’t… Half sheets and a dirt road watching as the car explodes on these grounds, suicide was a ho…

West coast mentality bodies drop out in Cali pitch dope in the allies big bags full of the profit covered by ballies