now the mic was ready to pass/get high all the time so im heavy wit hash/freein with this quick drop/say one bar now they need a pit stop/dont know my crew but just know that we ride/from the west,south and the east side/battlin kats and they screamin its not quite fair/cause i took ya dreams and turned them into nightmares/im a troubled guy like for instance/i dont know even know theses guys and im tellin them to keep there distance/another question is why would u battle me/cause the result is gonna be one more american casualtie/ u know ill be clashin in fights/then they try come back after i killed them like in the passions of christ......oh shit my bad didnt mean to go there my bad......

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my bars is bullets and u know im gon pop mine/ i leave you full of red just like a stop sign/