an do to me that i havent already dun , seen it ,did it probly do it agin lived a life of sin ,play this game to win, regardless i go for go and go the hardess , hart less, to say the least beast reach in your house grab you by the throat, rip you off the couch ,why you sleeping waching you panick for air ,thin its flash flash dead right ther , nothen butt smoke brain fragments hanging off the wall , playa all ball now invisioning demons dancing around a Satan candel let envierment with guns bigger than Rambos first blood ,no thoug , fuck it where's your plug I'm about to snach him up grab him zip tie rip thous teeth out mouth for the fuck of it one by one ,cuz using a gun is no fun its getting boring yet pain is life taut lessons , with no second guessing ,, no questions ,life seems to be a blessing, and a curse either way you end up laid out flat lined, in a back of a hearse , i therst for victory , history, slippery literally which way you falling heaven or hell guns pop ,people drop , non-stop on my black, shots fired your never retir , till your souls busts in to flames mob deep, solo creep,on that gogo so no sleep choke hold around your neck boy go to sleep. you make it through the storms entered a warm sworm of killas youben wornd so stay in your spot or get got up hear sota state moving waight downt hate littel homei you fake .