EricBondoc

4 years ago

I’m street ready, keep the beat steady Tie cinderblocks to ya shoes and keep ya feet heavy Sell that confetti on my cheap celly And dice up rocks like a beef deli You want peace now you got war Best believe I’ll be at ya paps door with a gang of lions to let em shots roar I’m officially certified to unconditionally hurt you guys Word to the wise, I got a razor to keep you circumcised Like wrong answers on a test, I circle lies Purples eyes cause we smoking herbicides I put you nerds in line and smack ya hands I was with serious black in Azkaban wrapping grams Go anywhere in the universe, I got a galactic gang And our macs dont jam, they just blast ya fam I’m like the son of god, these fiends hang around me like a Nazareth clan And watch out, I got that fashion you don’t understand