Yeah they told us not to walk that way Ans to just walk away But lo and behold To it we run Like a madman playing russian roullette by himself with six bullets in his gun Late nights servin feinds under street lights Beware im the great white And plus if you listen and pay attention you will see that my shits tight Live wrong Dead right Step up to set the vibe right Because im already the hype right Tryin to write this ryme buy im too faded to even type right Hook Step up block n im faded im twisted Twilzted all together like some twizzlers Licorish Back just like some kidneys Throwed just like a frisbee More gutta than magnolia Bitch i thiught i told ya My soldiers lined up like crayola