Mr. Murder4hire #ParadigmProductions

from sunday to monday i stay on the grind like the price it increase when the autograph is signed blinded by the fame ashamed to feel neglected i keep my circle small so these fools they respect it its hectic in my section 5.0s stressin off the sales the weight that i be flippin cant be measured by no scales the nails in the coffin the caskets in the ground the elements of music are the attributes of sound pound for pound im solid ill never lose my grip stuck up in the clouds my footing never slips step up in the club with that nine on my waist if yall niggas want the beef i can give ya bitch a taste erased and deleted just like a text uno dose tres and the foe come next best in the west south and the north east side village via lobos got the torch i spit propane & map gass these verses lyrics be explicit hauled off in hearses since birth i was cursed in death we are blessed leg shot head shot take one in the chest they say this lifes a gamble so ill gladly place my bet 2 know me is to owe me its my pleasure that we met relentless never reckless snatch that necklace