HA, I don't even know who the fuck you are/
So I think I'll jus lay you in the tar mack an run u over in my car/
I drop my shit second to tru, it was a deal/
We said that shit in bitch slapped. yeh its for real/
U say ur crazy, but your punches look, smell and feel like daisies/
U jus tryin to be a wannabe shady, but you probably a lady/
Who cant get a deal, like joe grady/
I slaughter you like cattle and rattle ya brains/
You ain't even on my level boi, damn what a shame/
I'm gona picture ya an shove it in a frame/
an make you etearnally lame, like mr blaine i'm far from sane/
This shit ain't a game, its a way of life/
You wanna set up some beef with my trife/
I'll kill you then slaughter ya wife, an slice you up with a qr inch knife/
An lay you down to rest in ya bullet proof vest with a hole in the head/
Yeh u've guessed it, u'd be dead/

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-=This ain't a game!=-
-=It's a way of life!=-