every line in i give them suicide hitters
flow turn real spitters into wrist slitters
from a city of real killers
that don't see a lot of sunshine like bill withers
old people live but kids gets killed quicker
the chances of seeing age 30 got real slimmer
the block still filled with the drug dealers
pimps hoes and wig splitters
oh god he go hard like o dog
ray got the girl scouts smoking
right back rolling with the rap joe rogan
the criss cross daddy mack nickles
clap pistols and act ignant
it's your business to get riches like guilt simpson
we in the kitchen with a quart of chicken
your ho track sends snippets
niggas shoot like blake griffin
or 8 grippers pull strings like jim hendrix
niggas went from poe pimpin'
like the wolf in sheep's clothes
who's east the streets hold