Whispers Of Wrath

Get off, get off, I shoot, cold blooded like I’m villain

Face off, face off, tears i have shed is worth more than million

All bullets that i fire someday the last one will be for me

Holding mac 10, hopping into an suv

Copy-paste the essence, but you can’t do it like this

You only have the wrapper left, mane you know the biz

Mane you know that shit, mane you know the game

I pulled her head down, but it ain’t my main aim

You don’t wanna mention me, it makes you feel uneasy

Smoke filled the booth, my cough is always wheezy

Disappear, Houdini

Shawty wanna meet me

Ain’t got no trust in me, so nobody can ever leave me

Hand ain’t move, but glock on go

Feeling down, but life’s too low

I don’t think I have enough, have enough, have enough

I don’t think I have enough

Work until my body reaches the sky

Time is only thing I wanna buy

Slugs are gonna fly, I’m on a mission

Suffering is more painful, but when you have ambition