I feel like, I feel like standing in the midst of a hundred thousand haters, 

Dynamite and C-4 strapped around the waist bloody tears 

In my eyes, hit the switch, making sure any mother fucka in tha vicinity 

Blow away and die, 

Kill'em off with an explosion 

Get up bitches, 

Kamikaze on you hoes I'm the sacrificial lamb, 

Feelin the fury flow out of every follicle in my body 

While you decompose Die with a blunt of dro in yo hand, 

I'm uppin the itchy fo fuckin wit Twista 

If you fuckin wit me come bet fifty cause it wont 

Be an issue-Got some nuts to come get me 

Then boy you gone get the picture put the flame in my 

Swisher Then hollows penetrate thru yo tissue 

Fuck yo fit up wit yo blood as I hear the cries 

Of yo homies screamin revenge 

Got no mercy on them either go to war wit the 

Intentions to annialate everything you stand for 

Wit the death of myself cause I'm a believer 

The blessings of sacrifice the messenger who 

Cometh after the Christ next 1 to glisten after ice 

Fuckin wit me is a bigger gamble then a pack of dice 

I'll murder you and come at you again in the after life 

My brother you cant bring harm wit guns I'm 

Armed wit bombs fuck all that shit you carry I got 

Yo obituary a muthafuckin phenomenon-cause I'mma come 

Till they put all of us in a cemetery





Now come and look into the mind of a man you don't really wanna 

Fuck wit 

(kill'em all 

Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us 

Sucide on you hoes if I have to, to make you die bitch 

Kill us all 

Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us





Go to war like I'm untochable yellin out bloody murder 

While I'm bustin you 2 deadly fingers squeezing twin 

Triggers steady touchin you screamin like a demon 

Like I'm finger fuckin you 

Just put my body in a room wit the enemy and I got 

A grenade I'mma pull the pin out the sum bitch 

Pop 17 sins out the gun clip smoking dro so fire 

I was on 10 after 1 bligg 

Nigga you have now entered the chainsaw massacre 

Takin more blood than a 2000 dracula slip the clip in the 

Automatic and get to bustin horrific hollows while you 

Prayin to jesus of Nazarus 

A 7 day theory like makaveli flowin on a track that's 

Scary wit a Mack in the back of the pelle 

Spectacular how could you dare me I'm already willing to die 

I'm comin back after they bury me 

Its time for yo confessions I be the priest 

Celebrate and salute the sign of a suicidal soldier 

Better become a bible holder as I start to massacre 

Men with a verbal recital that's colder 

Deaths coming closer as you let kamikazi 

Enter yo body careful or you die standin vertical 

And anyone that opposes I swear to God I'mma get you 

Even if I gotta murder me to murder you