Letz go

Attack u wit 500 killabeez/
And after that ill put a end to ya poetictendenceez/
Cut cha throat and jump rope wit cha vocals/
And u still couldnt see me if i personally gave u bifocals/
And youll never leave tha undaground ya local/
Leave ya shirt lookin like u was hit wit a red paint super soaker/
And put heat in ya mouth,like a mexican buritto/
So now ya lifespans short like danny deVito/
Run in ya house hold and wave my pistol freely/
Even if you had a sixed sense dawg u still couldnt see me/
And am i standin behind u,cause im still outta ya vision/
Crack ya skull so now you make alotta split decisions