When i was 11 got the toolie thick
Jesus christ, i'm breathin' life into the mic,
Starts with the killing of you
South beach fountain blue
Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil
#stuntin on christ, scream satan while jumpin over the steeple
Feeling dilla, never killing with the gun play.
You know we kick it like everyday
Killing sheep while i count the carcasses asleep.
That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep
The mighty god, lord, christ, allah, or just yourself.
Everybody coming home deserve a white benz
Would the great christ come back
The door crack, niggas all black
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