Systematic Destruction
 

On top of ghetto curbs I spell out my ambitions
Inside of this house makin raps from intuition
I am prepared / for the heat from the street sweeps
You'll disappear / from the beef of the pip squeaks
So retreat /
We'll jump your body in hell while your incapacitated
I'm gat weildin as your burnin soul gets incinerated
Got ghosts on my side including vast apparitions
Shootin MK's goin crazy in the air while I'm suspended
I have those slugs in the chamber doin gyrations
Feel the beat vibe from the pressure in the vibrations
No insinuation /
no computers aided for ya chest to get caved in
Yes it is amazin your rotatin in flames that you will bathe in
Burnt forestry in the incepts deep inside ya conscious
I might launch ya to the death angel with a rocket launcher
Oh... / Who would have knew - nice legacy for me and my crew
I'm one of the best you can guess what I'm doin to you