Playa i aint got love foe ah hoe Spippin lean clows of smoke Resin dreams fire in my throat Slient screams as she chokes Thou breathe in, in my soul Triple six i am the ghost Killa with the murda flow Murda killa slying these syllables Cross me off your list Burnin thy soul In the pit Suicidal blood stains drip...drip Sickboi dont stray far Murda on call widd ah A-R Tidal wave in a high tide Twenty sumthin years gone by In my prime but it feel like a life time