My flames my stage

yup what what what what what ching slam bam this my game my flames me on.the fame its my stage hip hop hooray I'm.here to stay here I'd cut off heads put em.on.display I hit it harder to be a starter shooting down them targets I'm natural a born artist an illa killa on the mic we aim fast quick to shoot down the trash its facts we hunt quacks lay down the smack we visit often we awesome we on them they like possums we loss em easy this is it its my spit my come listen sit I got visions had incisions in my head almost dead brain bleed right subdural hematoma that could landed me In a coma we will run u over with a land rover almost was full of lead here for these trades to put em all in a coma lyrically for days they will be amazed at what I blaze these days moving on what moving on.what up up.and away we taking it all away today all.the plans all.the loot through the roof mofos came right through the ceiling don't even know what we dealing wish.they must got a death.wish wanted to.be another statistic in the news