ruthless again

its plate im sick of all the fake have your cake and eat it to we coming t though with the crew you know how we dowe be getting them pounds off fucking with my family im getting the sawed off your all soft do it at any cost you know im a boss like the king on the cross pussy get lost cspit cold like frost pealing out hear the exhaust i was lost but now found white plate u know how i get down we dont fuck around know your feeling the sound of that underground like a pitcher on the moundits like a wolf being in the Pound we rebound the king and the crown are all going down we are hear to break the system firering on all pistons better keep your distance before i end you existence we are all vicious admired your presence before you end up victims keep tripping the pistol om gripping dont let me catch you slipping