either listen to the flow or leave u bleeding Pull out the 9 ill have you screaming better make a choice dog I ain't got all day but hit u with a bar landing straight in your face Better  stay in your in your place Eddie lowe gets high One take n it's  over spit flames like flamethrowers I can show you how to double your money handle a gun n Get rich or die trying like Curtis Jackson Who you know besides this and Kiss take a piss in a bottle of crys and then give it a modeling bitch After this song I'm done I'm retired so better get it now for its up in flames Inspired by no one I don't gotta explain I'm surrounded by hatred and lust Angels and, cocaine and sluts Dangerous thugs, blaze you with guns Lace you with drugs hit you with a flow you be questioning life but I save that shit for myself. Caught you off guard now my pistols out So. Fuck feeling you flow sickly riding bumping old biggy we were born to die, walk around high This piece of shit planet got my mind to  rhyme about the madness Closed caskets, prostitutes and crack heads Eddie lowe motherfucker make you jump in a fight and ma dukes  screaming Ed  don't waste your life Even my freestyles could fuck up anything you could write this is song is for the streets and the life so I don't give a fuck what you like But for real it's all love. Yea right splatter your brains bitch then dance in your blood Look for me in the distance My mind is equipped with crazy thoughts I rhyme and i spit my timing is sick With every single rhyme that I kick Cruise on the beat like I'm.chilin reclined in a whip I'm grinding n quick you could put on your seat belt on I might start rhyming n quick I bring the heat like when I used to grind on the strip I break it down like a dime or a nic I'm going crazy ya'll don't think you know ya'll my mind is a trip A one way ticket to the land of the lost they don't believe this im feeling like the man on the cross lord jesus Help me I'm a victim of a genius And getting so hungry I'll bite the hand that you feed me with Chasing my dreams I see it in 3D And I'm with a thick thot Like I'm on my last geenie wish Endless possibilities with the beat and the mic and I ain't stoppin Spit it deep in the night You got an option Take a peep into the light Or you could drown in the beat cuz its deep when I write yo so please stay tuned while I think of a new bar the rhymes like a prison I'm trapped just like you are I'm going to far there no going back knowing that I'll probably die if I don't get to blow in rap I got that flow like a gun when it's cocked back but can't really blow cuz theres no where to pop at chicka chicka boom It's gonna Happen soon picture a witches broom at noon in the living room pissed of waiting for tonight's moon like shit ready for lift off