(feat. Prodigy (Mobb Deep), Twin)



[Verse One]
Reflections of my own life flash like a fire
Powder burns the memories life seems a bad dream

Fall for cenetries physical and the mental
When I crashed through work
I was cursed but still I

Quit my curse found my hustle
Stack paper made it world wide
Feeling the dream, dont be a hater son

Think you the greater one
Gotta put you on the fader son
Cut your $$# up see you later

Gotta drop till your praying ^!$$%
You ain't a player hust a frail ^!$$%
I'm the slayer in your nightmares

Unstoppable
When you see me on the street
Call a audible

I got you covered, face it
And you can't dodge this bullet baby
This ain't the matrix

Got to put you in your placement
Hide your body in the ba!@&(t
Your boys wonder where your face went


[Chorus 2X]
Homey we keet those on us

Smoke like mufflers
To calm down/I sell
But still explode

Those things so fast/they know not to gas they self
They can't $#&@ with us, we laugh last


[Verse Two]
Backbreakers of the game
Many many musical

Legendary criminal destined to be professional
I rain supreme
Ever since my days you rock vest just to push your range

No doubt about it
We grew up in the cloud
Read up in your magazine just to see what were about

Peep into the case, see me, ask
Why that black $$# ^!$$% flow over the piano
Droppin it good

For that hoody in the front row
Thats my good pro down for the juggalo
Three guns busted for the battle man

Shoot the whole scene make the mother$#&@er rattle
Duece, double o, slow
Church folk say we ain't got too many more

Either man rush I'm gonna hit em with the head rush
So be careful on what you trusting


[Chorus 2X]

[Verse Three]

Yo
I was walking on the block
Heard a couple shots

Caught one in the leg
And I know who did it
They gonna get it

Wrap up my leg
Bounced upstairs and got strapped up
I love that drama %#@!

I'm all gassed up
I lit that kush up and got doughed up
And thought about all the foul %#@! I did

I can't help it, I was this way since a kid
Then I slide out the crib
Hunt down my pray

The look in my eyes like I sniffed some yay
Ran up on homes
And blast away
He passed away twin got the last laugh today
Anybody front I keep that on me

You had to die homey thats part of the game
I got guns put ^!$$%z don't know how to aim
I'm in the shooting range mastering the art

[Chorus 2X]