i waz in a situation were my eqaul sign waz pothetic shit//
so i split it in half and made a double negative//
sharpened those bitches than fuckin deheaded him//


next weapon - dager

theres already a weapon cypha homie

Fuck it! now there's another one!

I cut ya face with a dager give ya lips like Mic Jager
a double dose bagger and moving train car tagger
never back down from a beef cuz I aint no slacker
make ya wish ya never pissed off this ball headed cracker
on the attack bitches thirst for my shit like similac
fiend for the beats to hit the streets like the latest crack
I put the brand new flavor in ya ass
be it daggers or swords in my hand I take the task
and run through it like nuttin
rap is hot butter and I'm the knife cuttin
your ass is in hot water if you the one frontin
better duck behind the couch at nite in case I come gunnin
and if you see me in the streets I suggest you start runnin
I fly from L.A. to London just to get into sometin
and when they describe my it's urban camo and I'm huntin
you and yours cuz I'm a weapon and I'm steppin for startin wars
I recon you're attemting to top me in the next corous
with a ball pine hammer that great for taking down doors

I blast my nine

now my bullets fly'n at ya body like killa bees
i got my hollow tips hitten ya and leave'n u twichen like u had fleas
i start putten down lives to ease
i load up tha chain belt and blast my M-60's

niggaz think im done.?!

gas tanks rollen full of xenon gas
bodies choken n' weez'n cuz its their lives last
blades flyin from out tha allies cuttin enemies up while they still think that they just flew past

I hustle up to finish this so called war
i continue to let my weapons blood stain even more
i cause enemies to go insane cuz they see'n too much gore
i leave witnesses to notice the horror of my techs n'bombs i leave blocks in a detonation.. hear from miles away its an ear bleed'n roar