(prod. bedhead)

lyrics:
on my kill bill shit
i bet youll feel this
samurai swank in tha muhthafuckin buildin
da realest
mofo when it comes to cuttin up flows
Fu Gang takin over tha Globe
its no joke
blow smoke as i ponder which way i should go
this old soul took the path to tha gold
a cold road
leavin all these quote unquote
rappers hangin from ropes
as i kick back relax
laugh at ya amateure raps
you spittin nursery rhymes
im spittin real facts
rafu the tyrant
hoe im known to kill tracks
tha illest cat
bringin it back with booms and baps
sippin tha flask
blowin smoke as im flickin tha ash
bitch its raph
pistol grasped knuckles brass
roll up with my ninjas and
they leave yo throat slashed
look
please dont get this shit misunderstood
i got homies down tha block
thatll leave ya moms shook
we jus youngins wit a substance
probly up to no good
live my life just how i should
smokin woods
live my life jus how i should smokin woodz
live my life jus how i should smokin woodz

cypha?... (prod. bedhead)

backwwods to my face daily. fuck you mean.

cypha?... (prod. bedhead)

RaFu