I’m on the edge, cut deep in the flesh

Sick in the head, I’m never repressed

Always detest the ones who wanna just see me dead

The style is fresh, guess you could say that I’m blessed

Yeah i’ve been rolling

Live in the moment

Send a condolence

To the family of the opponent

I’m locked and loaded

Better take notice

I’ve always been golden

Never been out of focus

There’s blood in the water, look in my eyes

You might get a glimpse of the hate in my mind

45 in the left and a blade in the right

Yeah you can run but you never could hide

No love for the fakes I’m cutting the ties

You never know when I could come from behind

Pull out the knife, and watch as you bleed

Dispose of the body I’m off of the scene

Better be talking to me with respect

Or I turn the scene to a wreck

The season of tillers the season of death to all of the faggots who wanna contest me

You know that I’m who the best be

Grab the AR and go jeffrey

Dahmer now that shits a frenzy

Unload the clip shit is deadly

Decline when they try to condemn me

These rappers will never expect me

They’re prolly too gone off the henny

Nobody is blocking my entry

I’m coming in hot and that shit is a fact

I take your bitch and I hit from the back

The fake shit I’m keeping my distance from that

Diss and get smacked, would you listen to that

The sound of the sirens, it’s armageddon

I’m so far from heaven, far from perfection

But it’s in my nature to go hard in sessions

You’re bound to be killed if you target my brethren

Better retreat

Or to hell with the peace

Leave you to rot in a bodybag

R.I.P

Let it rip

Let it rip

Let it rip

Let it rip

Let it rip

Let it rip

Load the chopper let it rip

Let it rip

Let it rip

Let it rip

Let it rip

Let it rip

Let it rip

Load the chopper let it rip