[T.R.I.P.]
I'm coming back with that dark no fuckin with my gang
Aim is sharp like a marksman, i'll put one in your brain
All my brothers got my back, and we the wolves that bring you pain
UAV is always looking for another fuckin case
Seeing red, got this bloody vision picturing niggas dead
On the set, talking shit
You going to be swallowing all this lead
Feel the breeze that's from my bullets that is passing by your head
Feel the evilness that's through my music speaking from the chest
[SCHIZO]
We got the voodoo
We packin buku in backpacks
You catchin bullets we brutal
We droppin bodies like Baghdad
I take it back to beginnings goin mad like it's Manson
We got the AKs they burstin yo bodies right where they landin
That shit ain't random can't fathom my mental state is so twisted
And I'mma burn with my family cuz we all down with our demons
Say fuck the Bible and blessings cuz I don't need yo religion
You take a scripture and twist it until live in a prison
[VAGUE]
So many of you bitches always scared of the facts
And always taken on advice but never once gave it back
I've heard it all, and it's no excuse
Find the match so I can light the fuse
Nevermind what I got to lose
Build an empire there's your proof
Hold up, wait
All that shit you sayin is no debate
We rollin with the dead, got machetes in the shed
Grab the homies and the narcs about to be some fucken bloodshed
Just pile it on, fucken lips won't close until they gone
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