some niggas turn beef into a never ending cycle/
fronting to there mans/
like when they get mad/
they turn physco/
but never been off that nitro/
or seen body bags recycled/
thats how ill my life go/
always been fuck hoes/
bitch niggas die slow/
and eyes low/
take a walk with me/
and see how deep my mind go/
i know/
the wise rule the weak/
but the blind rules the streets/
pull the nine when they speak/
through they spine to they feet/
penalized for they speech/
full of lies and deciete/