[Intro: Flee Lord]
Brr, ayy
Boom boom boom boom boom
Lord, Lord

[Verse 1: Flee Lord]
One false move and you walkin' with them angels
Or jammed up, fuck around, hustlin’ with strangers
When you get a couple dollars, suckers gon' change up
Shoot when one eye's closed, don’t be fuckin' aim up (Brr)
Loyalty or Death, that's the image on these clothes
Start the movement in the hood, then we finished on the road (Salute)
This Muggs beat got me spittin' like it's drug beef (Ah)
Hug streets while you wrapped up in your lady love sheets (Pussy)
My poetry is radiant like rays from the sun
It'll make the crowd freeze without this wave of this gun (Brr)
This rap shit is easy when you raised from the slums
Get sprayed if you stay, get grazed if you run (Boom boom boom boom boom)
Big black metal, it'll make you backpedal (Uh huh)
Buy buildings for the children, yeah, we takin' back ghettos
I rap for a livin’, but I’m trapped in the system
Bubbled crack in my past, but I slashed that tradition (Uh, facts)

[Verse 2: Eto]
I hustled packs, filled the bag, that's when crack was religion
Crack lord, n***as gotta ask for permission
We don’t get a piece of the pie, we get a pie a piece
I get a little sleep on the side, they decide to sleep
N***as better keep it in mind, I'm playin' mine for keeps
Only took a weekend to grind, now I grind for weeks
Sheesh, did it in months, on a month in
My Jeep threw n***as in trunks, shot trunks in
I don't pump when n***as in clubs, I got pumps in
His blood spilled, we spillin’ his blood, can't function
Love kills, kill 'em with love, can't trust him
His son grilled, we still in the mud, fast hustlin'
First you shoot, shoot at 'em first
You handle work, after I'll handle you after work
It's nothing like you think it is, I think it's nothing
It's nothing to talk about 'til we deep in discussion, n***a

[Verse 3: Big Twins]
I'm from a place where it's evil (Grra)
They got twenties of coke and Desert Eagles (Grra)
When you look good, they wanna be you (Grra)
When your pockets is hurtin', they can't see you (What's poppin'?)
Shit, it's all good, I'ma work harder
Two guns all the time, I had to be smarter (Woah)
How my moms never see my father? (Yes)
He was stuck on the rocks, he didn't even bother (Fuck that)
Trey-eight snub nose, I love revolvers (Grra)
Shootouts in broad day, we want drama (Drra)
Attitude just like that (Uh huh)
You ain't ready for war, you better fall back (Grra)
Step up and get your head cracked (Boom)
If I flash the MAC, you have a heart attack (Hahaha)
Queensbridge got your n***as shook (Bitch)
They clonin' our style, that's not a good look

[Skit]
Compared with powdered cocaine used for sniffing
Crack is four times as strong
Purified by a process called freebasing
It's sold in solid chunks
Two or free rocks in a vial
For as little as twenty dollars, ready to smoke