{Starting it up}
ive got him bai the |throat| singin "Father dont"/
this young one will get his adam apple a new home/
fires in my eyes when i mess with these young cats u c/
its been five days since ive had my pyro ways set off/
and this about the time that he'll usher in a new breed/
of retarded moving targets and burnt ass bitches/
getting kicked out of the mc rap cliquez/{clicks}
when we all find out ur white and listen to broken groups/{nsnyc}
and when that whiteouts been E-quited of all life/
his boddy'l get old and he'll just be blood puddle/
cuz it aint mission difficulty, mr bond/
its mission impposible!/
{youngblood-young=puddle of blood}




its short cuz im up to otha things