It's May 31, 2024, 09:19:51 PM
So sniff a line a coke, take steriods and knock on the door of aftermath
First line of my verse and i already have a bitch decapitatedI keep getting told that my parents shouldn't have procreatedCause their creation has a craving for desturction and pollutionMy neighborhood looks like the french revolutionAnd for a rapper like you there is no solutionAs he watches his-watch while it tick-tocksI render sick-thoughts through hip-hopI WILL knock any motherfucker in my pathSo sniff a line a coke, take steriods and knock on the door of aftermathDeviate from the norm as i penetrate through the stormTransform and sell adult porn to your 5 year old in front of the store