Untitled Song
• Written by Mercury
Every verse is diverse, till I'm in my Hearst ,
u can die first ,see my hurt? ,Na il put U under
ground in my turf ,new York city is my turf,
Since my birth,
,im a beast wit a disorder
upstate that's far from the border,u a gram man
That's far from the corner,turn your mom dad
Sis, bro ,into a morner, il put U in the corner, bitch
Like a rude mother,u suffer ,u stupid mother
Fucker,,sucker,im straight out the gutter,
No super,
