I feel winter breezes like antarctic winds
falling like a tree branch coming off limbs
niggas are coming trying to ski on da slick ice
give me da skeet thrower and i'll shoot twice
loaded up and cocked back like a 44 glock
enough to start a cold war and make it hot
don't ever try and miss any of da bullseye targets
now da skeet thrower is bombing you hard bricks

next weapon: pitchfork

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*Nashville city*