(look im sick off this) im the new writer neq timer u dead to me u not a rapper u a faker im a life taker grim reaper u a soul keeper im collecting checks how u older than me by two years got a job and i still make more money than u blame the red white and blue u blame everyone not ya self it must feel good to be u death resting on ya neck girl say it isn't true this like the old days im eating u u can feel it when i kill it im a murderer's nightmare when i pop and see the smoke i may have mercy and let u stay there i dont care how much u did there( we did) im not with u lil girl so to u im not supposed to be here u only exist because of me if not for me no one would know u time for me to expose u im not a battler or a lyricist but the blizzard just got colder and i got to start from the middle again cause i keep getting older the older i get the better cause i can keep coming up with words to cut through six-nine im the new splinter cross me no beef if someone want to kill u come to ya house pull out the choppa and spray i spray then prey if u lay in ya house u not waking up the next day if i was with kate wouldn't have to diss cause everything u said would have missed no that song wasnt about u if i wanted to end u ima do it on a good note so hand me the journal whats ya name i just wrote it down for the death note( u dead to me u dont understand that finally i have a place to call home u cant take it from me im just man im not here in these streets i dont want to catch a death note when it comes to bars we search for potency not how real u r man can u believe so y do they hold us down when we cant breathe we make the wrong move and catch a death note) look yo ima assassin im flashing lights in ya eye i wished u died like i did inside u want to know the truth ima black boy know more about the world than a pirate a elder and alien and u im an assassin im at ya casket burning it then reacting to it passing to ashes ima classic maniac dad with a fany pack 14 with the issues of an adult need money forget a car im a star shooting so far that even the sun will burn from my bars im a star i shoot for the moon the smoke after i pop spell the name of future goons im a boone start a fight in the saloon when malcom said fight i didnt have a gun so i sharpened a broom im like a groom im excited but sad cause im on a leash we like sheesh u started it but cant finish it we like there is no good grief when u a thief ya life gone intentionally