tired after 3 freestyles
only after runnin 3 miles
think u the G on the suburb street
try to spit sum gangsta shit but u still weak
holdin dem gats scared to bust dem caps
niggas with hoodies fuckin u up with chains N bats
where do u go from here , sleep with yo eyes wide open
prayin to stay alive , nuthin gone happen that all u hoping
dont start chokin in front of yo own crew Souljah's they all death
don't forget to pass the lead as i take away u & the crew'z last breath