i just can t take this shit no more i feel i m losing my mind but still i can t let go the pain inside of my chest about to make me blow so run inside of my range and i ll be forced to let go i can t take it i feel i m losing composure my attitude done got me clicking but fuck it cause i m a soldier lately i ve been on that other shit like a mad dude stressing over my brother living in penitentiary blues never shed both tears but i m keeping a clip for them haters with any reason opening fire on a bitch made traitor i ve been falling off in my zone lately and if one of these nigga run up on me then i m letting em have it baby and it ain t no if and maybe s so shady with the way they living if willing i m drilling dealing with bitches that got me sinning i m trying to cope but i feel like they really wanna bring it out me when how many niggas out here say they down and i know they doubt me it s fucked up but i mma pull a maneuver bobbing and weaving and run it to you hard times got me mentally ready to bring it to you cause i m young black and broke with hopes of getting paid you better disperse cause i feel like i wanna spray bitch you can t assassinate my character whispering words of war but i m fed up with you son of a bitches you ve gone too far making a mockery out of my name ain t cool so i m straight to the horse s mouth me and my motherfucking tool i love nothing and slug something every twenty minutes fuck with me and the murder scene just can t be prevented i m hell bound will i be punished for thinking this way a problem child of reason i m smoking and drinking today joseph douglas and fraiser we the niggas who made you fuck us over and can t nobody save you i m the truth mark ass niggas get a loosing in they tooth get murdered in the streets the way to get murdered in the booth i ll ride for my niggas and i ll die for my niggas it ain t shit to let my 45 fly for my niggas take a ride for my niggas to the swamps and back so bear witness to the motherfucking pumps i pack bitch i can t stand the pain i can t stand the rain taking penitentiary chances moving grams of caine i snatch your chain run in your house and grab them thangs hit the block like ro and trae with them slabs of bang stay on the grind twenty fo sev don t make me turn this 211 to a 1 8 7 one in your head street sweeper 2 2 3 s to capitate your legs break your legs like kujo to shake the fed s i break bread with my goons cause the streets gotta eat and if it ain t no food on the streets a dog show his teeth i m a beast fuck a freak go to sleep with my heat creep stay on my feet ain t no mercy for the weak fuck you geeks i m trying to stretch this dope like yeast fuck the police i go to court smoking a sweet talk shit like 50 cent i ll put a hole in your cheek i roll deep with the guerilla maab i m down for the beef nigga  deep inside i see they got a nigga spitting these verses i got to get but still it seem like i was blessed with the curses and deep inside i know nobody give a fuck about me so stay the fuck from round me cause bitch you tend to bring it out me i heard some niggas looking for me on the other side and if they come i bet they run into a homicide sending them slugs and they won t stop until they get inside animosity in my chest done got me spitting wide and i ain t lying friends turn into foes and foes turn into memories no mask when i ride to make sure a nigga remember me my name bring pain to the soul of a busta cause it s more than a concussion when i touch a motherfucker and it s gon be for life and it be retaliation then it s gon be tonight i wish a nigga would run up and be laying it down locate his neighborhood high ball and i m spraying it down 