what you know about a corner of a slab 15 hundred boy go grab the bag.. run up the fiends, selling like Jesus and the dreams too.coming just to get you. take you in your sleep take you when you woke, new type here name is dope. no hope ain't no antidote going now straight for the throat. finger licking good in the kitchen whipping rye, like chef boy r dee I'm making pies.. bullets flipping through sky like rain,,hit two inthe chest one in the brain..black shirt, black huerst no pain black dirt,,put em ona shirt so his momma hurt. ain't no remorse for the shit we did,, it's our block and we don't kid off in the cell judge calls no bond, says I'm a flight risk, and will cause harm. ain't no one there to see me leave, so peep in my step ya watch me leave. now I'm waiting to pull chain mental capacity at full strain, but I'm a shark so I go against the grain. maintain my composer bra,momma didn't raise no punk.. so I keep My kesu, sharpen against the concrete, everyday x2