Yeah word up
One time one time
Killarmy Killarmy
Beretta 9 Killa Sin Dom Pachino word up
Shogun the Assasson all is fair in love and war
Yo the saga carries on word up military time
I got a long time (?) for slugs thug life tricks
And pit fights jet black acts with fat ass kicks
That's the shit right
We jettin' to the roof for the tre duce
Aimed at Jesus residentials that let loose at spent shells
We share a giggle and a Heineken
We sitting on the corner with my niggas yelling
Killa kick the rhyme again
Yo, so then I bust 'em down with verbs and nouns
Bombing they brain cells like herb
Words attacking like a German hound
We spark a freestyle session
With a beef and forks (?) collection
Full moon yeah kid no question
Yo the cipher's over now par bay (?) and star play
Ring around the hosey and mosey
Down to Tarjay for Marge-ay
Crazy dick bitch who suck dick
On the down with his sheisty ass click from tre pound clown
This is an ordinary day around my way
When niggas spray shots, killer straight shots, and hit up gay cops
I attack shit move with your shots call the medic
Beretta 9 my chamber be pain no anesthetic
Nightmares visions of death
Catch a flashback
This gunfire out of control I'm getting sent back
Hell no, pave my way back to the foxhole for ammo
In enough shit to bury Rambo
I cock back releasin' all shit for the boot camp
Plus worker laying in dirt thinking the Earth dead
Adrenalin (?) cats be amped up for action
Going to war no time for relaxing
Fists or handguns it doesn't make a difference
Adjusts my
