[Verse 1]

Energized and crunk for those who testing my path of destruction

Gas will be rubbing haters die from spontaneous combustion

Conceive a procedure for niggaz to bleed from the busting

Putting heads on platters slip the heat wit 3 G's and we bushing

Triple X-rated tramps I gotta show reefer for fucking

lead them to sucking with my intimate ego seduction

my habitat Atlanta tracks, the seed of corruption

constantly playing and engaging in meaningless fucking

fatal intentions breaking niggaz jaws and facial tendons

ballistic verbal and controversial like racial lengents

scandalous traders get erased by a vandalis playa

trample a fakeuh with more game then Los Angeles Raiders

I puff an L and get high as hell from the cannabis vapors

you can try your crime a million times it wont manage to fade us

a drout is coming so I'm hustling frantic for paper

superior dope and caliber smoke is what vanish invaders



[Chorus]

For you faggots in the place we gonna bring it to your door

when the match is in your face you be clinging to your ho

but if the gat is on my waste I'm gonna peel your fucking fro

tell me how the barrel taste when I let the hammer go



[Verse 2]

See the game is cold the strangers bold to make my temperature frigider

Ain't no hide away you can die today my torture distributors

and I might resort to violence if my money is miniature

cause of after integers over took by a sinister

attitude smooth but my thoughts are actually brutal

ass kicking for cash missions yo status be crucial

fast thinking on 20's they glisten the matic is useful

when the war is in session its doing bastard removal

You claim you ironman ryu starter.. punk I know some worlds harder

hot as fire and gas leave more casualties than Pearl Harbor

can resort to that everyday I burn a quarter sack when I scorch a track

backs I shatter like a torture rack

mommas cry for what's dramatized and get murderous

mummified after homicide he's preservative

why I live according to the God because I'm merciless

walk up to Miami case you bytches wanna burn with us



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[Verse 3]

Ever since eleven I pursue it researching for knowledge when I'm clueless

Innervision my flicker my shit will blow up like lighter fluid

Pussies getting battered morning after my presence scattered

Got no time for slitting climbing up the entire ladder

My telekinesis crumble compared to this to pieces

Haters turn to pieces deleted when called by my Jesus

Satan got defeated when hell get it

I believe that soldiers who retreated got beheaded not quadriplegic

Devouring souls in blunts we keep the booter roll

Doing shows selling out coliseums like super bowls

My click smoking on toxins and die bitch

Forced to kill a doc keep my holiness that's my sidekick

Shit get very hot my scary plot to bury cops

Pigs go to smoking big reefer while in the Mariot

Since I'm rock solid my glock cock it the blocks logic

Feds infiltrate it watch I cream their ass like hot chocolate



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