Old Head

Like suffocating in a crush of darkness
Light will not penetrate inside the space
Like a slash, like feeling pain
Explodes through out the brain, spreads in the blood
Slamming into the wall, blood pouring out
Silence, feeling numb

Swing the sword, aim for the head
Shots all over the place
Tear the skin to the flesh
Pathetic
Scream!
Pulse pounding like a chainsaw
Staring around the room
Slowly eyes close
Feel the air of eternity
A rush of blood
There's nothing left when you die
Yoyoyoyo

Back again mothafuckers

O Two Seven Four Beatdown

No one knows about
Around us with pain

And this thing commin for you, you and you!

RPG on your head

Never Knock Out Baby
Dropping Bombs Detonate
Grab yo Glock and step out
YK City style is true
Ain't got no preassure
Mothafucker
Swing the sword
Aim for the head

Shots all over
To the place

Tear the skin
To the flesh

Pathetic
Screaam!
Before you dead!

You're a Leech
A snake in disguise
Get put on your ass
And knocked out you sucks

What yo gonna do?

Cash deal
Real talk
Never knock out
Smoke ass bitch
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