[Verse 1]

I be supreme towards these weak earthlings
Bombin' up the streets like I'm a terrorizing things
Truth be told, I can only be good
You'd be the same if you grew up in my hood
Try to fuck with me, get shot 6 times
I form barriers with my thick rhymes
When I'm on the mic, all i do is commit crimes
It ain't my fault, it's just a habit
I throw cards like I'm fuckin' Gambit
See me all the time, jumpin' around like a rabbit
I only move swift with silence
Getting caught ain't an option
So I put the silencer on my nine
I got it on me all the time
[volume 10 recording]
Pistolgrip pump in my lap at all times