Bitter End

Til the bitter end we don't fold or bend
Bitch it's Doomshop, Till I drop until I stop breathing man
Playa coming up from the underground I got the upper hand
Right cross to your jaw knocking your ass down to the mat
Back to Back, raw rap making you asthmatic
Dmize back at it like a Mothafuckin crack addict
Crack you with batons causing harm C.I.A. torture tactic
Black magic what I practice, like a T.V. I'ma bring the static

Don't you ever try to test my nuts hoe I'm the torture master
Pour the gasoline all on the mattress then I torch the bastard
Drag his body after to the Mothafuckin pasture
Covered in acid, murderous savage
And his body battered, skull shattered
Fuckin a hoe in the crib
She don't suspect the shit I did
And no one knows, never will
Lay low until my next kill
I thought you knew I kill for sport
Spraying your house you on the porch
Of course your boys done heard the noise
So now i guess they have to join you