fuck a gun i walk without protection when i stroll/
/I/
only need one mic/
/ why/
when thats already to much/ geezy to krunk/
dont let me get high/ ill rap until u throw up/
and stay hot so my krew blow up/ like nuclear fission/
pay attention to whom your dissin/
cause iof its rob dude your trippin/
im hear now/...while you losers distant/
bring death to tracks in an instant/ just add mics/
just add my styles plus a vega rolled tight/
im cold like the ice in ya drink/
keep my self focused/ got eyes on the beat/fearless /
cause i already came to close to losin my life in these streets/
i write and its like your life realized on a beat/