Young blaze.. dont say sticks or stones they might brake your bones// but the 9 millimetre it will bore your dome// im talking about the toke taging the boddy bagging man yong blaze is dying his mamas crying// Hese a ne b to me thats what im emplying// this beaf starts with the chuv.. and ends with the chuvle... so hoo u rather be the murdered?? or the murderer??
this boy got me stressed i got ma tec in ma vest// and i say who yall bless me// let no man curs but one of us will leave hear tonight in a hurst!!!ha!! You voters all say im wicked but thats just how i ckick it::so young blaze:: turn over your pre writen lyrics page::