Ur crew drop dime’s 2 2’2tips that’s how u afford Ur lines\
Paying niggers to Wright rhymes getting more figures then on the grime\
Its time for me to shine so fuck Ur kind listen hard if im behind bars \
Ill leave u laying there motion less stareing at the stars \
Ill leave Ur kids begging for there lives torhering wit guns and knives\
I’m colder then a winter night flowing wit out a fright ready to fight\
Gang or not u step in my path u get shot dropped on the spot’ rats are the plot\
Blacks say ‘star’ its rats backwards strap two’ and one in the back first \
U no two gatts hurt cuzz u all actors if Ur not ill be sure to putt two up in Ur mug\
U be another dead thug rapped up in rug filled wit hollow slugs \
So don’t act tuff cuzz ull get snubbed homey u ant loved \
I’m the guy u rubbed the wrong way now u got find ur way home the long way\
Dead song u sleep internally killing my souls burning me morally \
My actions ant a story ‘G’ everything I tell u is real so tell me im not being felt \
Cuzz I play the hand im dealt \

ps. i did what ask i replyed to three for this one and three for the other\