busting from me chains (shit)...what's my name it ain't able so it damn sure must be cain the cursed one oh such a shame searching for the answer. (fuck) what's the question...... (ha) whos ta blame mother fuckers glaring I see in their eyes they despise (well) I promise my demons'll drive yall insane (so now im) choking ya ( see ) ya turning blue yea that's right nigga fuck you free your spirit heaven or hellman it's all the same yall know thats why i came slaying you rancid backbiters it's a crying shame preacher tells truth and it hurts sweet release as ruby red squirts man I'm flexing on em till they feel the power I exert labours pain fucking kings birth ya mumsy loves me cause I got girth watch her squirt pleasure so intense it hurts such a shame what's my name here to conquer's why I came momma said ya just a fuck stain so lame yet Kil be sweet like sugar cain sugar cain sugar cain kill be sweet like sugar cain my enemies get merked slinging mud stacking paper punishment is what I earnt for that favour see em hands out bitch all you'll get is a see ya later lazy fucks exhausted from the escalator click clack heres a bag... so fucking fill with paper voices in my head shhhhh hear em...they saying they want you dead.(kill kill kill em all) such a shame what's my name here to conquer's why I came momma said you should been a fuck stain you so lame yet Kil be sweet like sugar cain sugar cain sugar cain kill be sweet like sugar cain nothing grows if it ain't fed fuck ya street cred i flow through the shadows fine as ladys in public nasty porn star bitches when they hit my bed given head fucking flooding so much pussy my cock wishes he was dead just ta get a rest dukes up ya suffering that delusion like you the best I swear you'll fuckibg fall like ya made of lead growth bitch please.... you move like a snail enjoy ya fucking coffen as I drive home drove the last nail leave ya twitching like ya girl.when I impale raining that drip down on her like she in the hail I been listening to your bars g weak and stale my opinion truth you bring shame to all that's mail like the man carting post you best pay homage to your host switch blades filling graves with dem fucking ghosts keeping severed heads as a trophy that's how I boast skull fuck em till I blow then I'm out the door luckily split I ain't getting hit by dem po po hell no set em up watch em fall as I bolt for the door slip through the hall, (stop freeze) fuck I hear their call... whipin the baretta grey matter splatter like confetti baby girl open the door slick ass ballhead diving on the floor pedal to the metal we aint there no more tick that as a settled score L.XXX.V eight five ..... spitting bars.....slaying demons stacking paper on the frontline fuck.yall dis my time.