[intro]
Hey Nik, can i rap now ?
I think its my turn, hmmmm...

$ix leaf clover you just summoned up the demon
Motherfuck a legion this is my Season
Fight for the freedom and give me a reason
Not to kill you rappers in the name of treason
What im eating and im spitting out the mission
The transmission from ambition to the vision
Motherfucka listen
I take them rappers to the dungeon and i beat them
Till they are bleeding and pledge their allegiance
They will serve me as slaves im collecting all their mana
I was born dead you can go and ask my momma
Ain't no drama fuck the sticks i can pullup with my clique
Leave you head bashed in, suffocating while your bleeding
Leave a snitch in a ditch with his bitch 6 feet deep
Need a stitch or a two nobody gon find you
Kick your shit and leave cemetery with the bloody shoes
Motherfucka i was kind too
Pope blessed me as a kid gave me all his blessings
Now im learning from them lessons they became my weapon
Triple 7 ain't no question when i'll die ill go to heaven
Cuz i spent my time in hell gripping on 11
Then i turned 13 cuz i don't fuck with 12
I died as a young man put my body on a shelf
Gut myself like a pumpkin i don't need no help
Death lives in me you can tell by the fucking smell
I was on that kill & sell throw the shells in the well
I don't wish you well motherfucka i wish you hell
Man down you can hear his homie fucking yell
Bulletproof till them demons start ringing bells
Throw my soul in a cell let my mind really dwell
Suicide in the hotel cut my tongue let the nina tell
Turn Ricky into turtle how the back gets shelled