Gotta vent, lot of innocent lives lost on the project bench
But karma is too late,i'm gonna have a revenge,
Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge
So i grab her by the hands and hold her down to the bench
Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice
Put the glocks on the bench pull out the knife ur fear laden eyes widen u start begging for ur life
And all that deep shit i was previously down for
See, not only am i colder, i'm also getting warmer
And i'm not feeling warmer
Harder, better, faster, stronger
Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store
Ironing board, a bench, a wrench an oru winch, and an attention whore
Of impactful things one can ask for
My ak leave ya a lil warmer
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