your bound on locked roof top...only way down is the full body drop
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your bound on locked roof top...only way down is the full body drop
pop... was the sound when u hit da ground//next time you'll know not to fuck around//
Soon as I pop shots off in the spot they duckin' down
A mask wears a frown, like a clown out of town, no ears, but funny sounds
out look like window smoke like indo or nolyn on the mound
barrell or butt of the 4 pound says 'Hi, let me introduce you to the ground'
dropped down u take that fall, ya shit is backward like you walked then crawled
Ill Make Your Head Fly Like Airfreight....
I Charge Alot Cause Your Deadweight...
miracles happen everyday, like stickin a ballon wiht a pin and watchin it inflate
I expand to fill your capacity like gas, Empty head killed exactly like the last.
Blacks From Magnolia And Melph Projects Didnt Make It Out Fast / Some Shooting, Tooting For That Food While Others Took Thier Last Gasp/ Fuck Whitey Fuck Bush 85's Kiss My Ass.
Isolation with frustration percieved through the media stations/
concentration on devastation to take your mind off the domination...
Non Stop Thoughts About The Shorty I Duuked While Masterbaitin In A Cell In Sing Sing Ice Pick No Hesitation
Circular swordsman slice you in 360 angles, from your head to your ankles
hi, im da IronFanga, pointin' fanga atchu and my assailing text will rearrange ya