instrumentals are all i hear in my head when listenin to those who r dead...
enuff said, need to let my ear drums connect to my mind...
as it suffers time from time, a new era to commit crime...
new laws and new punishment, run bitch run...
cops have tha legacy to kill, you next on tha list...
under this underground is a mound of bodies destroyed by lyrical murder ones...
holdin cups full of blood like cypherish diaper shit...
menstrual cycle eatin pussy and callin it a fetish...
it is nothin to do with tha extasy i see on tha street...
layin there for some 13 year old to come along and release wat he believes...
we lost another number, statistic for ciggaritte wars...
a wrist is in dire need to anquish and bang shit like cut by hand cuffs...
and imprinted wit dried blood from rusted nails...
trustin ur trust fund to be there but tha will states all cousins fail...
to recieve any money and you'll recieve nothin in tha mail...

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