the blood of chirst i pour~before 4 torn whores playin dead on the brown thorned floor//
stuck in restraint against the door screamin "please no~more"~blood pressure soars as another dead ho makes the score board roar~the nuicense new prince does acts even the devil'da applaud as i sworn to tour~ment this hell bent well spent version of the god dien is the lord//
beef is a bore ~ can't smack it wit crack bitchs wit whack diss unless i pick crew to crackin out a Yigie board~jus to tell you how to see me gore~stand wit me or hit me but diss me then i see u fall//
kill the kid on his own street~both feet reek of offbeat beef as i beat his life line weeps mine to keeps~fuck peace his team dreams they'd see their home boy breath~pickin up mah shells whilst ur mother pickin up yah teeth~ as dental records identify this corpse torn lungs hung on this long war gone god gone lost his one son settin for the deep~one concequence i see for takin wit me//