Stuck in this mind trap strapped ur minds tapped thoughts hacked rotting heads stacked in a sack in the trunk of my lac there whispering talking behind my back another hit of crack my brain reacts I spit high on a angry track infact tha devil made that I aint changing back I'm to far gone running across ya lawn guns drawn my brains gone hit rock bottom and hot rocks got em when I shot em spittin rage like a 12 guage u missing on the next page snatch ya soul smoke a bowel violently choke a hoe silently grab the Dice and roll sixes unfold turning bodies cold a cold wind blows hollow mind echoes ready let's go black out lettin hollow points go bullets glow filling the night like fire flies that bite In this gun fight sick preyers tonight under the streetlight say em twice in this gangstas paradise a mix between fire and ice I'ma sick parasite a spinless surprise get u a bite leave u paralyzed u got big terriblized crossin ties these ties crossin ya eyes an angel cries as demons arrise bleeding outta ya ear u cant hide its feeding on fear it knows ur here dont make a sound get found and bound underground a real g boy we dont fuck around these streets is to real i got a ill mental skill murder death kill 187 fire at will 781 spittin hot ones u dropped when u caught one brain scattered from the blast of my shotgun the hot suns cookin brain matter insain duranged switchin bodies twitchin my insides are itchin vison glitches passed out in the kitchen somethings pulling out my stitches from the inside then out came demons and witches