Jah Murda

3 years ago

oh snap he go so ferocious roll packs of weed no overdosing no doors are closing count my blessings and walk like I'm the one that's been chosen grab tight the rope that your holding looks frayed played all you homies no one to save you food for the ocean no time for hoping or wishing ja muerte dissmembers his victims jah murder mf did you listen coming from solid ground to no pot to piss in back to the top this time I'm chopping the opposition somethingll pop at you bitches