Sick rhymes in my head Will beat you to death I don't know regret Amongst all others, I'm threat There's no extra sets My colour is red Your blood isn't fake For good sake,please step back Bang bang! Imma make you bleed with the words I spit Shhhh Don't talk about the speed,you're still a seed Click-click! Your spirit's too weak,'cause you stuck with you creed, millions books you read,yet still you messed up the beats