[Intro]
That's right
Anybody muthafucken killer
G Rabbs West Side HPS Gang

[Verse 1]
I'm a banger
A jujitsu strangler
A hard to find muthafucker
In you're brain I'm cancer
Nostalgia
From the shit I been through
Ese Mixtape dropped
So I had to diss you
The topics I touch
For you they too much
So you never replied
To avoid the drive-by
Better duck anyways
I'm busting at ya
A 747
Coming straight up at ya
And all of a sudden
You're ass went black
But 6 months back
At the camel ranch
Capone with the E?
How stupid is that
Capone with the E?
How stupid is that
I'm Rabbs with the G
High Caliber lab
Low price ship fast
And it just don't stop
Mutherfucker get's props
From the rocks I flock
Infest the city
I said the city is mine
Engulfed in the flames
Ain't no future insight
The track recorded
In your IPod posted
Ernie Gonzalez
The DJ hostin
I'm toastin
To the wild west
On the edge of your seat
Secure that vest
I put a serious hurt
On all you hoes
I put the pen to the page
And I twist that dro
I ravage the streets
With the fuckin caine
Ese mad at the world
With some dope in my veins
The I bust tray pounds
On all you clowns
The boss of bosses
How it really go down
Not that sell out shit
That you be rappin' about
This some gangland shit
Straight dump on the crowd
Ese 3 men down
2 bitches wounded
5 got robbed
But the pigs were clueless
Pursue this
And you'll be shot to death
Muthafucker spit that a curse
That keep the crowd in check
[Outro]
Yes this the Anti-Christ Mixtape
Yes this the Anti-Christ Mixtape