Strike

before I leave gave all the pain in my heart to my block n filled the fire with a whole lot of fire burned up the clip the barrel of the glizzy still smoking n I don't even ditch the burner I just stuff I back in my drawers... I couldn't cease the rage leave em all deceased when I let this thang blow yeah the banger gon go bang bang bang gang banging with the clan had to brawl the hyena with my blade just for the clan to accept me been life and loveless all my life no one ever showed me any love but the streets my young thugstas my young killas gave all my love n my passion over to my gang n all the dap -s n hugs come from me having the will to die n shed blood now all of my life come from the devil all that matter me in this life is moving cocaine nigga stand in the way my young killa lift him up off his feet with that tech rata tat tat rata tat tat lay him on his back with his chest Wide open with all his guts spilling out his mouth for spilling his guts in the presence of the narcs my opps trap thump way to hard for me not to slide through n make a killing no fear in my heart when I'm thugging prowling lone n low to the floor of the jungle tryna trap off my boulders tryna make a killing n bypass the narcs n my slaughter of me with my heater on me n the streets lone off the late night with my ski mask on me banger on me banging off my boulders in my opp trap swear to the devil fool I moved 30 zips of this blow n a two hours hit em for a tre gigga came up off a day Scrilla crouched low in bushes cross the street from they crack house hitting all they fiends with my burna on me feeling like a lone wolf my clan beefing with me cuz im a savage cuz i bear to hustle n they midst without wanting shed they own blood my opps get one glimpse posted low n between these trees in the forest blacka blacka blacka n it's like elementary rudimentary automatic automatically let shots off from the semi automatic n that fourty Cal leave they whole wolf pack bloody trapping off my rocks ain't been easy keep my gleezy so many niggas tryna kill me feel like the weight of the world on my shoulders weigh it all upon the triple beam come back 93 strong i may gotta die moving this boulder on my block find the strength to survive thru the holy Bible n work hard through all my pain before all this crack dealing get me condemned to hell fire the opp in the street ain't my enemy the devil is put this handgun outa my hands n conquer the torment through the blood of Jesus cover me before all my opps blood cover me cleanse my spirit Jesus through your blood from all the blood shred of death all over my spirit before I die as a gangster n reap hell fire for dealing all this blow through my drug trap jesus save my spirit cuz ain't no way for me to survive killing niggas friends