Keep acting tough fuckers that'll fuck you up
Have your face turn pulp
Yup its less talk more punches nigga
You don't wanna see a mob stampede with molotovs
Not kind or your kind either
All we had was a bad idea
What love? Shit been dead
Bih we don't want love we just need head
Forgot to take my meds its crazy
Oh our father who art in heaven higher
Oh we a pray for your blessings higher
The enemy dem wan show we fire
It's a nine mili when i shoot ta ta ta
Cos the man dem a know me
The man dem a know me
The man dem a know me
Me nah play fuck around get to know me
Huh They already know
The elohim they know him he just get and go
In every regime i get vim the blessings e choke
My lessons no joke the lenses they scope
Pull up pow pow pow they don't want no smoke
Make i cool off before i pit a bull dog
Ask the murderers the savages and the real thugs
They'll tell I'm too raw S2God
Pull up with two broads
Let her kneel and catch a holy ghost she's not religious
My shit is contagious move in silence don't portray the violence
Still its fuck the boys in blue with sirens
My hood never tolerate informants they on us
Working with opponents blessings they shower up on us
They can never own us i dey talk my mind twene jonas FUCK
Thats another topic put me in a bracket
Nkrumah in leather jacket resting in the greener pastures
Dead dead dead i spit coffins
Pow pow