Yo, nothin can keep me detained. I retain to numb pain.
Brain insane, the opposite of humane
And you should bear witness to the end of your existence
I rap gloom, give niggas gat wounds and pack em in catcombs
Cause your lives will expire, when you test the empire
Aka, body outliner
I sent you in, and feast when I release the beast within
Its time to meet the reapers twin
So, run from the truth, and you might get boost
My desert goose will abuse and misuse
You're bullet proof, to watch you spit red juice when your bones rip loose
Niggas dats full of it, bite the bullet and get their lit hit and split
Cause even seeds could eat within this apple
I'm the type of nigga that would clap you while you prayin in your chapel
I'm fillin caskets with casuals
Cause the baskets try to battle
For example, I told this chump to stop, didn't know the punk was cocky
Till the punk was up the block
So you guys better realize
Inflammation is what you facin
From hell, I'm armed well
I got a metal to chest
Execution style sentenced to death
No other choice, weapons are useless cause verse submersed with the voice

Writer : SMITH, DANTE/JONES
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing