I feel Like, I feel Like Standing in the midst of a hundred
thousand haters,
Dynamite and C-4 strapped around the waist bloody tears
In my eyes making sure any mother f**ka in tha vicinity
Blow away and die,
Kill'em off with an explosion
Get up bitches,
Kamikaze on you hoes I'm the sacrificial lamb,
Feelin the fury flow out of every follicle in my body
While you decompose Die with a blunt of dro in yo hand,
I'm uppin the itchy fo f**kin wit Twista
If you f**kin wit me come bet so cause it wont
Be an issue-Got some nuts to come get me
Then boy you gone get the picture put the flame in my
Swisher Then hollows penetrate thru yo tissue
F**k yo fit up wit yo blood as I hear the cries
Of yo homies screamin revenge
Got no mercy on them either go to war wit the
Intentions to annialate everything you stand for
Wit the death of myself cause I'm a believer
The blessings of sacrifice the messenger who
Cometh after the Christ next 1 to glisten after ice
F**kin wit me is a bigger gamble then a pack of dice
I'll murder you and come at you again in the after life
My brother you cant bring harm wit guns I'm
Armed wit bombs f**k all that shit you carry I got
Yo obituary a muthaf**kin phenomenon-cause I'mma come
Till they put all of us in a cemetery
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If life gives you melons, you may be dyslexic.