[Verse 1: Mike Good]
Raised with my cousins all that hate don't fuck with us
See yo ass out in public wishing that he fucking would
This the turn of the century
Time to fuckin' murder some
Spark me up some sticky fire, now they got nowhere to run
To them lies ima fry yuh, burn you smell the flesh come of your [?]
In the fuckin' darkness
Ima get me to them [?]
You swangin' with my tension
Fuck your rap
Forgot to mention
Told them bulls to step in all the blood will spill away
See this my vision bitch you ain't in charge
See the limit to listen to all
Ready to mall [?]
We fuckin' with y'all
[?] in yo head and make sure that they done
Dumpin' the bodies all over the track smokin the bodies get covered with ash
Do what I must to build up my path
I don't see no other way

[Verse 2: Ruby da Cherry]
Fuck the police
Burn a church
God is dead
I've done research
Rob the sto' and shoot the clerk
7th ward the devil lurks
Bitch I work
Cup full of perc
With a blunt full of percs
Murk murk, murk a mothafucka just for steppin tryna kick some dirt
Fuck his bitch real quick and then I dip I didn't have time to flirt
Whats the work
Me n $lick we stay hurt [?]
Maybe its because we talk too slur
Pull up wearin gucci fur (Furr)
But I can't remember ($ui $ui $ui)
Bitch it's all a fuckin' blur
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