Revenge (05:24)

im one of a kind...i aint falling behind...i come in stride..im running in and out of time.... i stay outaline...im not trying to hide.....l..its nothing nice. whats down inside... isnt right.....but surprise..living life just getting by is something like....spitting lies is like tryna hide....cause even the living die given time....different sizes all intertwined....in your eyes with a smile rise and shine....light shining miles of the brightest skys ...but nevermind....im in disguise....lookin like.... im trippen high....but im getting mines...cause minds aint just getting by....letting these bitches slide isnt wize....so im committing crimes.....like itas if this why....im spitten rhymes...its the sickest kind...the viscous and explicit type...i start dippen.. stickin knives....pickin fights.....hitting like kimbo slice... splittin em with the quickness turn em into victims if they try to get at mines.im to swift in stride and .quick at dice..theyre out there flippin mind....better quitit like...better get it right...its a given if somethings missing its your systems fried...too much gettin high...theyre visions blind...to blind to envision why...the living die....and the ones still living cry....outaline productions you suckus is munchkins...if you try to fight....its time to ride.... leave you high and dry suckafish ...run up plus come up pumped juiced and hungry...you hated it but you still love me....trust me...im your favorite kind of ugly...thats just touching...bunch of crazy muthuafuckus thats amongst me ...lovely....i gotta hunch on a lil something. .feeling lucky...about to punchit get my money