21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4
That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then
I can taste the salt from my tears
Like a fife, i get that intense,
I get stiff like constipation
They can't break my concentration
Your careers over, he’s slumped over
Get thumbed up like a poster
'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck
Be like me get buffed up
As i light one for ill will
They like to get physical.
All you niggas die
I´m so high, my shoes so fly
Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards
I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms
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