Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,
She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice
Conjure your fears kill your parents become your foster
I wanted a brother my mother i told her
Your just signing your death so mind your threats
And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets
Your lyres are cheat so hold your pen open your book-let
Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit
Lost in the rain
Blood stain, your slain, your brain
Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments
Your family, your friends,
Now, nigga, it’s the prince
Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.
Im coming threw your hood taking your soverigns and your chain
I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain
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