Sounds twisted deadlier than napalm in Vietnam my troops tie em to trees and kick the bodies like Vietcong's
One minute your here and in a second your gone the ladies I attract fat asses slap em in thongs open them wide their receivers
The sperm touchdown in the vagina egg fertilizer I'm the clitorus refiner
The loud I puff elevates the stress so I'm at my best hold that like a chest slug
Hit the vest blood leaking like busted pipes
Remember Harlem nights making sets dip
Beatdowns before cowards grabbed the plastic thinking their Rambo can they aim no
In need of training and discipline
Ashamed grown men acting like adolescents
Blessings and curses when I die bury the God with one of these verses
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