line you never cross,
now Laura croft, get put in a tomb, dispose ya soon,
with nuclear plumes and rocket fumes,
own this so I got to rule, all you other motherfuckers, socked and boomed
this is not for you, you lucky I don't put you in a hospital
with all the other cocky fools
who forgot the rules, the type of flow that I'm rocking too
oceanic, cause I got to dude
all you motherfuckin' other suckers, rookies n.igga
when you sucking utters, how you gonna shoot with triggas?
get your lover smothered, anthrax and cookies, sicker
and all my other brothers, with they hoodies clip ya
In a concrete jungle
bust you, trust dude, a fucking gorilla like warfare with shuffles
I must do, what I can, people will bust through
with tough suits, dump you in the ground with fossils
meteorite falling from skies to crush you
you seeing the light, stalling the eyes from crushed doom
fuck media hype, killing the guys who buzz you
dudes stay the same, when their stacking bundles
suicidal maniac, train with that,
fools denial saying that, I don't need to be a fucking brainiac
to play with gats, I don't know the stupid circumstance
but if you hurt my chance, jean gray more then pants
kill anybody with the touch of my wrist
shooting missiles in the sky like a Russian I'm sick
only time you busting a clip, is porno bitch
got the kills in my zone like a sony gig
If sleep is the cousin of death, then I'm it's brother
the grim reaper, with a scythe, coming to smother....