Yeah word up

One time one time

Killarmy Killarmy

Beretta 9 Killa Sin Dom Pachino word up

Shogun the Assasson all is fair in love and war

Yo the saga carries on word up military time

I got a long time (?) for slugs thug life tricks

And pit fights jet black acts with fat ass kicks

That's the shit right

We jettin' to the roof for the tre duce

Aimed at Jesus residentials that let loose at spent shells

We share a giggle and a Heineken

We sitting on the corner with my niggas yelling

Killa kick the rhyme again

Yo, so then I bust 'em down with verbs and nouns

Bombing they brain cells like herb

Words attacking like a German hound

We spark a freestyle session

With a beef and forks (?) collection

Full moon yeah kid no question

Yo the cipher's over now par bay (?) and star play

Ring around the hosey and mosey

Down to Tarjay for Marge-ay

Crazy dick bitch who suck dick

On the down with his sheisty ass click from tre pound clown

This is an ordinary day around my way

When niggas spray shots, killer straight shots, and hit up gay cops

I attack shit move with your shots call the medic

Beretta 9 my chamber be pain no anesthetic

Nightmares visions of death

Catch a flashback

This gunfire out of control I'm getting sent back

Hell no, pave my way back to the foxhole for ammo

In enough shit to bury Rambo

I cock back releasin' all shit for the boot camp

Plus worker laying in dirt thinking the Earth dead

Adrenalin (?) cats be amped up for action

Going to war no time for relaxing

Fists or handguns it doesn't make a difference

Adjusts my