I blast my nine

now my bullets fly'n at ya body like killa bees
i got my hollow tips hitten ya and leave'n u twichen like u had fleas
i start putten down lives to ease
i load up tha chain belt and blast my M-60's

niggaz think im done.?!

gas tanks rollen full of xenon gas
bodies choken n' weez'n cuz its their lives last
blades flyin from out tha allies cuttin enemies up while they still think that they just flew past

I hustle up to finish this so called war
i continue to let my weapons blood stain even more
i cause enemies to go insane cuz they see'n too much gore
i leave witnesses to notice the horror of my techs n'bombs i leave blocks in a detonation.. hear from miles away its an ear bleed'n roar