All these lame suckas preying on my downfall
Break my pool stick, stab 'em in throat, 8 ball
88 bodies I feel no remorse at all
Wanna test me you is dead that's yo' call
I walk with my hand on my pole
Want that smoke, come on, let's go
Step behind the line, free throw
Air it out, hold on reload
Blood sucka, can't ever trust no soul
Blade runner I whip a blade 'cause I'm cold
Top gunner, you can't relate so you fold
Blood lover, I need your neck blood flow

All you losers suck
I can't ever have no fun
Not the devil's son
Don't you ever touch my gun
World war in my blood
Corpses, yeah, I havе a ton

Get these shacklеs off of me
Get these shackles off of me
Get these shackles off of me
Get these shackles off of me
Get these shackles off of me
Get these shackles off of me