Mic battles strappin on your sattles getting ready for a fight ima rip out the shackles head ragein red feelin on top spittin every rhyme that I feel I shoul drop. But now its time to stop no its time to do it again im out of my mind and out of my medicine just watch the light growing dim that’s my life growin dim so ima take the wheel for myself to kill even if I scream and squeal so heres the deal I kill 5 souls I get my life back but when its all done my conscience is on the attack. Dad momma mindy macey and lisa all dead cause of my fuckin trigga finga momma was a singa and I cant bringa back to life cause shes dead that’s what I said no more life face down filled with lead. Ill take the cred. Got one more shot boom boom shit now im out now im dead. I guess u could say yeah I took the cred. Dam to bad the cred waws full of lead.