my mouth is like an ak spitten lyriks like bullets it only shoots at u if his trigger u pullit its the straight realness tell me u aint feelin it
if u not u aint hearing it and only lames should be fearing it mywords cut better then ne knife in your kitchen bitches stop complaining an bitchen you either gettin riches or stiches either way dog stop tesin me so far u got the best of me you keep stepin to me your ass will get the rest of me i dont even want to beef with u let me turn over a new leafe with u its already hard just to survive impossible to thrive my conclussions have arived and i asked myself why the fuck we even try it realy can make the hardest niggas cry when u see that tear in your best friends mamas eyes screaming why god why did my babby have to die please pay close attention to the above text to hear it you were blessed and hope for your sake u aint next