I was born to war with skin that's Bulletproof.. I'm a straight mutant for the paper Invision stacks of loot puts my power to good use hearing voices yellin they asking who.... tell'em I'm a Bastard no free love Shit... I thought you knew done flown the coup 3 county's, they want me can't touch me I bust move kick rocks and scoot what the fuk you know bout hot pursuit I never break but trust I breaks law shatter rules personal experience is wut provided wit these views the systems the one confused talkin rehabilitation, when they the ones stealing the life up out the youth I know better don't play wit guns less it's time to shoot NBA-jam type shit boomshakkalockka alley-oop he's heating up... is it the shoes..... he's on fire..... the nail in the coffin..... killem all killem off don't cross'em hard as fuk..... won't never soften... far as I'm concerned solid turning flimsy way to often pussy NIKKAS play too often keeps it real these hard ass gangsta nikkas keep gettin exposed for being hommos way too often take it how you want the truth is often shockin steady gettin worse ain't showin no sign of slowing or stoppin that's why I go RETARDED first time I think sum funky shit Poppin I'm a demon in these streets yank up on you let you feel the heat GETT'EM GOTT'EM PROBLEMS SOLVED body's droppin got straight fire you nikkas is stay socket poppin MASTERED THE ART OF MAKING DECISION AND CREATING OPTIONS THESE SIMPS COULDN'T BUY A SHOT IN THE DARK AT A AUCTION I stay in motion I got the Simps sea sick they're nauseous you want sum come get it I'm on the field running plays I know you muthafukas sitting in the stands wit the fans avidly watchin