[First Verse]
If it's on I'll kill my own like a Civil War
This EBK, what the fuck should I be civil for?
It's over, pour into my bullet tips
Split you open like a pinata cuz you full of shit
Manana nigga I'ma do you non-believers bad
With heavy artillery like Sigourney Weaver had
Cuz you an alien or foreigner up in the town
Either you or I, do or die about to shut you down
Bout to hunt you down like elk in the woods
In the hood nothin' else expected
Accept it, it's what I protected
No excuse, nothin' else respected
Known to shoot whenever we tested
Shit is about to get hectic, Chaos!
You gone need the sounds to bring you back from where you rested
May God Bless it
I'm agnostic so keep that!
Pure toxic up in your eyes, nigga peep that
We know where you sleep at
As we speak my peeps is mashin'
And we know that you weak ass bunglin' bitches is who we snatchin'
She catchin' hollow rounds
Shots to the head make a hollow sound
Got away with murder, PARANOID! I push this bottle down
One sip put the bottle down
And blaze a blunt this one's for you
Now you rest in peace, no hard feelings bitch I swear it's true
If it's necessary Black Market do what's called for
And best believe when it's time for war we all go
And we all know nothin' comes before this chessboard
Two knights and kings fightin' screens, yes Lord
If it's on I'll kill my own like a Civil War
This EBK, what the fuck should I be civil for?
It's over, pour into my bullet tips
Split you open like a pinata cuz you full of shit
Manana nigga I'ma do you non-believers bad
With heavy artillery like Sigourney Weaver had
Cuz you an alien or foreigner up in the town
Either you or I, do or die about to shut you down
Bout to hunt you down like elk in the woods
In the hood nothin' else expected
Accept it, it's what I protected
No excuse, nothin' else respected
Known to shoot whenever we tested
Shit is about to get hectic, Chaos!
You gone need the sounds to bring you back from where you rested
May God Bless it
I'm agnostic so keep that!
Pure toxic up in your eyes, nigga peep that
We know where you sleep at
As we speak my peeps is mashin'
And we know that you weak ass bunglin' bitches is who we snatchin'
She catchin' hollow rounds
Shots to the head make a hollow sound
Got away with murder, PARANOID! I push this bottle down
One sip put the bottle down
And blaze a blunt this one's for you
Now you rest in peace, no hard feelings bitch I swear it's true
If it's necessary Black Market do what's called for
And best believe when it's time for war we all go
And we all know nothin' comes before this chessboard
Two knights and kings fightin' screens, yes Lord
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