My conscience has me in a state, We'er begin to contemplate, And debate, If the world has set me in my fate, In my life, Were everday i have to strife, Living in the world by the edge of a knife, Edge of a blade, Have you cast out were praying for ad, In single digits beginning to fade, Because im done living in the shade, Living in the shadows, Were the flames dont burn me from the down low, So you better be stacking your ammo, Because i come ripping and taring like Robert De Nito, In 15 minutes Were i leave you diminished, Were you have to have a Gatorade to feel replenished, Were execute you to have this finished, done Have the bitch run, Wal tug on the chain have you stun, I dont pack i dont need a gun, i beat the shit out you like hot day in the sun, That leave you spun and spinning, See you sweat and tier up is the winning, Iv been seeing shake sence the beginning, The start, Were i know you dont have the heart, Where i put this shit up like Mozart, Were your comes out like a squeaky fart, Passing gas, I bet every girl gave you the pass, Because your ugly and straight up ass, I bet donkey would had more class or style, Look like your dressing from 8-mile, Are you in movie denial, I bet you have them sitting in piles, With your jerk off towel, Bro, have your mom clean up thats straight up fowl, disgusting, This how i know your straight up nothing, Even your mom wish you had something, Or big thing, Im playing the tiny violin to hear you sing,