Im puttin up the test tubes, niggas im through,
no more cookin for me, im out of the game its true,
shit ain't a game no more, in the last week i've lost two,
two of my dawgs, now they dead and gone,
got plenty of guns but no ski mask on,
you gonna know who killed you,
fuck it i ain't playin, fuck just black and blue,
you gonna see my face when blood shed comes to you,
when your brains hit the room,
when you blinded by truth,
when your spine hits the roof,
when your minds on my loot,
i appear like candyman, mash your heart like candied yams,
grind you up to cans of spam,
leave ya entrails to warn ya man,
we ain't playin, fuck duckin when these AK's sprayin,
Fuck runnin, im like Jason,
Fuck hidin, im the cold air in your basement,
and fuck lookin back, I'll be right in your face kid

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MJ a.K.a ThaDon
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