This is a song about "Cold blood kill"

Hand to hand in the cold

All this paper i fold

He told me to fucking kill you in cold blood right on sight

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

And maybe i am but

Rhymes flow through me like blood

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

You're our own flesh and blood/

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

Licensed to kill and spill the blood of those who think they ill/

Full up to fuck with blood,

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Kill a bitch extract her blood and turn that spell her name in bloody alphabet

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Black on black lock n load blood for blood