Rounds

They ain't ready for the Mac 10. Just packing in body bags. I didn't intend to be like this even so you about to die slow. When I let it go over your liver. Having you shivering in your man's hands. Another skirmish. Diminishing the wrinkles on the streets with heat from a iron. Hot headed bred to get to the bread. Missing with my stack fastest way to get introduced to my Mac. It is time you learned not to touch my dollar signs. Quickest why to make me clutch that heat and teach. Breaching through their soft tissue. With a few hallows this Mac threw.

I am sorry not sorry to make your family issue shirt of you. Writing to the thought of your body rotting away. They don't want to see this Mac spray. Pray you won't have to. We all have a last day. Your's is coming real soon. When grab this hot steel you gunna feel these hot shells. I can't fail it's not a option picking off enemies even just picking up the pen. I am dropping bodies. Use a melody like a laxative. All I do is crap on phonies and your whole team. Me against the world be the mentality. Checking your mortality in the booth. Once I step to a mike and flow on a beat just know your career about to die. I love too be the one to tell you you rolled snake eyes. Shooting craps Shooting at these crabs.

Lyrics they fear it as I lace a beat with. Their audience disappears. When they bump my music to get hyped before they clock in. Knowing that boss at the dead-end job is about to hop on their case. Flowing blowing out the water is what I do best. The only thing you seem to be best at is blowing your features. That's one way to get to 6 figures. Exit only nobody can come in this body. The I eat is some badies' snail trails. Going in raw on the track and baby mama's with a fatty and the tube fried off. Don't even try to keep up. That will have you on your back. From the Mac with only iron sights. I don't need a beam to dispatch you and your team. Have cop lights flooding your block. When I drop that heat. I am who I am punching tickets. On this life express train. Raining down those hallow rounds. Chambers sing and sound off.