Part 1: Prod. by Ghosty

[Verse]
From a young g, I ball like a goalie
Bro hit the target no Stoney
Do man up for my broski
I'm in the back to the days for my codie
5 man like Kids Next Door
Running yutes down but my stamina’s poor
It's just slip or god will know if my man tripped, you know how it goes
Sword come long like Yawmin
Flick shanks slide up like Stanley's
I do up a opp boy badly
Me and Sheggz got him down on a mad ting
I can’t move too loose
I'm in the raw, got too much to loose
Spill that juice, revenge, my fucking Brucin
How many man over there been chinged?
But still woke up from death
This shit's ments, the life I live makes no sense
I won't stop till half of dem dead
But it's easier, said and done, cah the man der good with their legs
Come like my opps are [?], cah the man der don't know 'bout stand off's
Man get banged on, headtop bread like a tampon
I’m old school like Marks and Spencer
My heart come cold in the winter
Niners known for the ringers
Samurai eat man for dinner
Samurai eat man for dinner

Part 2

[Verse]
Pull up on smoke, so of course I’m stepping on violence
Fuck trident, hop out the ride and knife man
The life I live is intence
Back road with a fuck-off skeng
I'll firm that dots like Krilan
I just pray the kickback ain’t ments
I'm fucking tapped, roll with a sammi like Samurai Jack
Get wacked, get wacked for giving man chat
Ask my man, he got licked with a bat
Main road still doing up mazza
Fuck camera's, I ain't got no manners
See a opp, I set it straight
No lay-lay, get bored in the face
Dem man run off and leave their friends
How many man split up and do legs?
Fucking gems, this shit ain’t making no sense
They shooting pellets, they don't need the petty
Get round there, leave the whole scene messy
How many times they looking in mans eyes and still run away like it's Sharingan?
Get dem in your chest, chest like all my opp block, man suck it all god damn Nike
Gang pull on tookie and slaps mans spine
V9 with the raw, I ain't safe outside
Young boy said he want's to make p's, I tell him bring them cars like Ugi
Bro doing up O, that's Cleavlend Brown and Julie
Anything Wooly get splashed and chinged
The olders run before seeing a thing
Are you fucking kidding?
Of course you get chinged for being in vids
Put my foot on the curb
Put my foot on the curb one by one, same way I put bells on the dots
Catch a opp, he's gone, slap shots tryna turn man off
MC hammer, can't touch this, this burning wap, it's disgusting
Up it and bang it in public, head back, won't hear it if I bruck it
Don't take the piss, I'm taking trips, gut man like fish
Long ass sammi, wet man down on the mains, he's pissed
Spill juice like Cognac, this wap come blacker than Kodak
Trap line what? You don't want that
Take mans line, yeah I'm on dat
And this flick come small like stally
Take it out and I get real splashy
(Take it out and I get real splashy)
Tylie Tella, bend her back, let me grab it
When I blaze the kid, no Nintendo
Who's on who? I beg man just say so
V9 too devlish, give him two like free throw