EricBondoc

4 years ago

Ayo I’m vicious I’m mean with a prescition unseen Keep ya distance from me cause I’m packing that filth in my jeans And have these shots blast in 3D and rip through ya screen So this is murder talk, before you run learn to walk If you on my block never stop or you’ll be laying on the curb with chalk And I’ll come to ya funeral just to pour a little bourbon on top It’s an harsh battle that’ll make ya brain start to rattle Where narcs taddle, and the sharks gamble Body parts scrambled through different parts of Seattle It’s the choices we make that be pointing the way Physically floating away with no place to stay Im tryna tell god, I never meant to be causing no sin And set free these demons locked from within But im still clocking it in, handling rocks and chopping em thin I got a Tyson uppercut and I’m knocking ya chin Im living every day like the last, so lobsters my thing And I’m ready to blast a punk, keep his body wrapped in the trunk Black masking it up, home invasions grab the pump Like a turkey dinner I’ll stab the punk just for acting up I’m chemically unstable with an energy to amaze you Mentally available to intellectually faze you My level of gangster is readily unobtainable And this smith and Wesson with get ya hat fixed I’m like a laundry mat, I pack clips And leave suckers swole with fat lips