Monday, August 07, 2006

I Took A Day Off

Beatdown motherfuckers rollin through the street
Eastside meets westside on a new battlefront
Scared beyond all reason, why is it we're here
Guns cocked and blades sharpened to a point
Now the point I'm trying to make is this
Don't fuck with us unless you wanna die
Tripple X's with black bandanas
Tats and scars mangled with the blood of brothers
Holding true till the end of this forsaken earth
Click up and grab a baseball-bat
This goes out to all of you who ever talked crap
On me or one of my buddies
We will fuck you up until you bleed and watch you go crazy
Left with only an ounce of the brain that was in your head
Beating it out of you like the truth when it finally comes out
Just because I don't go in doesn't mean I won't come out
After you with fury and fire, brimstone and the blackest of all sin
Throwing you down and standing over you without a smile
No laughing just the crashing of my vans against your ribbs
Ripping open your chest and taking your heart out
This is a sign to all those who stand with you
Fuck me and you will lose your very own blackened soul
See my anger, see what you motherfuckers do to me?
Bitches and ballers, thugs and faggots, no one escapes
Whatever the scene, whatever you believe
If you step up to me with attitude you will be put down
I may not start it but I will finish it
Because I am the king, tougher then Snoop Dogg and Dr. Dre
Going out looking to solve a problem
To release my rage and to start it all over again
The pressure is removed and now it starts to build again
So meet me where you will and it's gonna fucking go down
Like your head of the concrete you will be below me
Either bow down or be broken down in a puddle of tears and blood
Fighting like Mike Tyson before he got involved with Don King
First round knockout here I am to fucking knuckle-up
A brass fist and an iron foot, a tongue of fire and the heart of a lion
I was a born killer and a man made murderer
Wondering why I turned out this way
It was all your fault you bastard, you made me like this
Sometimes the need to just go and kill is so overwhelming
Let me see you fallen and swallown, beaten and battared
Motherfucker, you think that you could handle this
I'll steal all you own and then bury you where no one knows
Born from the ashes of depression and hatred mixed together
I'm back from the dead to chop off your fucking heads
I am the executioner, but without the mask over my face
Look into my eyes right before you die and know the reason why
This is all because of you and now you must go
Walking away from reality and into the battlefield of the spiritual
Here I am you fuckers, come and get me

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