You wanna run that lip
You boutta taste my fist
I swing that blade
You pass away
That Ronin leave you limp
My patience is thin
You don’t know where I been
Steady Stalking in the night
These bustas ain’t safe
Imma execute yo kin

None of you bustas
Got the balls to step up to the mane
Creep in the night I pick a fight
Break out the tools and make it right
You a pussy shedding tears when you all try to hide
I walk up to you from behind
And rip your throat out with my knife
Bleeding out yo fucking neck
Beg then hit em with that rat tat tat tat
Like that
I am sick of all these rats
I’mma crack em with the back
Open up my backpack
And I take a stеp back
Don’t cap
You thought that I wasn’t shit
Now you sitting tied up in that chair
Told you I was crazy
Didn’t listen now it’s your despair
You wanna run that lip
You boutta tastе my fist
I swing that blade
You pass away
That Ronin leave you limp
My patience is thin
You don’t know where I been
Steady Stalking in the night
These bustas ain’t safe
Imma execute yo kin