good or bad either way iam gone fixes ya get ya out the way.its a bloody murder ebk the color purple I see ya inside man.i can smell a rat if you shut the fuck up.you will her him sniching hold ya head up when ya boy in a jam do you trust him not to tell on ya how you get ya stripes you just woke up and started gang banging do you no ya rights now ya in the gang I see ya with ya flag red white and blue aint them the colors of the flag of America or Erica bloods crips and the klan falling up under one nation let's goto war then.befor it's to late iam cutting off the head of a snake wages of war in sin.it can't be balinst if you aint holding wight.i got the gift but not what it takes to be fake I can't hold this shit in.pressure cracking plates straight drop now genny calling on Craig for the wight fuck how you living and fuck how you dieing when you cross the line and leave yo city fake.they stilling styles living wild and can't cach a breack. oh selling fint now not me.you into killing oh ever for Breack or a peace of America the land of a lost black man that was founded on dirt oil and dry land.now they wanna berry me and quick sand