Truth

slide in the ride with a brick and a rifle

eyes on the rival, bible on the dash, no recital

aimin' for title, im tribal with violence

choppin' like vinyl, clean cuts, spinal alignment

aint no kindness, im cold in assignments

walk with a limp cause the tool got mileage

mask in the bag like im movin' in silence

niggas get aired out like sirens

set fire to the hood like riots

white chalk turn loud talk quiet

leave a hole in your mind like science

I dont buy threats, I buy iron

I dont shake hands, I break hands

circle tight like state bans

I dont do scams, I rob scams

walk in with drums like a god band

i got stripes like the old ways

cut ties like road rage

niggas fold when I close range

I dont miss, I switch lanes

I been down and I switch pain

now im up, let the fifth bang

this rap game just glitch fame

I spit flame, let it grip brains

im too raw, too war ready

pressure heavy, chest full of fetty

beat the odds like I boxed with getty

still aint broke, still movin' deadly

red beam on the eye like fetty

they all sweet, these boys lil debbie

cut through blocks like a 69 chevy

no peace, just smoke, confetti