Look into these eyes,
filled with hell and street homicide,
cats is just to crazy cant stop blazin up the nine,
everyday a different crime,
just to get a picture in my mind,
go ahead and cross the line,
no mo sunshine,
just try to touch my mic,
leave yall yall fingers black with frostbite,
battle my guns, yall faggets just be throwin knifes,
touchin one of mine,
yall just threating up yo life,
bad enough that shit is trief,
when the gun in youre grill, hands together lookin up at christ,
niggaz hate on me cuz they aint half as nice,
could give a fuck about the glammah and ice,
u know u gottah scroll this back and read it twice,
cover yo eyes cause its a warzone goin on outside.
I be crackin bones,
and crackin domes,
when I come to yo vision yall be runnin home,
talkin shit in groups but dont do shit alone,
leave u scarred up in the mind with nightmares of chrome.
have u lookin at yo own reflection,
listen up i got the message,
wit the skill that im blessed with,
im the best at this shit,
leaving yall brussed up and stitched,
this is personal cause its the way that i do buisseness.