when black get through with a beat, bastards knew it was me, cause I slash n rip holes till its nothin ta see, dudes ain't fuckin with me, you could get touched through laptops, take a niggas life lyrically like bad cops, you mad opps, shoulda knew from tha jump, I be chillin out back too many dudes in tha front, keep a hammer just in case I gotta bang me a punk, n I squeeze till tha whole thang is empty as fuck, damn, kick em out like drum peddles, have em blacked out like the sky when tha sun settles, yall not rebels, just some crackers with flags, matter fact let me say yall like a bitch on a rag, we got cannons and the spirit of the ancestors mad, we can read we can write, I can get me a bag, you can bleed we can fight, you ain't treating me bad, got a beam its ah light that I keep in tha back, ooo i think I'm done with tha word play you fuckers better listen, what tha fuck did tha bird say?, 10+30+90 13s My birthday. direspect black you get treated tha worst way....