This is a song about "Rip marco"

Streets is calling you

Your lyrics im gna rip threw

Now i gotta exit after you

Or rip off the net to listen too

Who knew i could rip these lyrics

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Rip apart their brains through lyrical dissection,

First off congratulations on the win

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Dead or alive you're schrodinger's rip off,

And rip out your vocal cords,

We come through throbbing like thunder storms

It didn't help a bit, grab a razor let it rip

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

It didn't help a bit, grab a razor let it rip

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip