yes you my enemy your nothing I will year you apart suck this shit and get to your card You are still drinking your mom's milk And you are battling me you sick ? shhhh he's sleeping no one intrupt his dreaming he thinks that he can beat me he want to just defeat me But someone better help you to walk you take this Mic don't worry i talk It's just one bullet it don't hurt in your heart or head little bird You was thinking to shut me down to make me something unknown But I'm not who will fall against this storm's And I'm not who will cryes and just mourns