Your seven ounces of brain holds two percent water Literally, your dry ideas belong under your armpits Fully armed spit, my palm slick with this engraved Vakill
[Verse 1] The moment you squeezed the trigger, I felt dissed How the hell could you be so selfish, the current events that led up to this moment You
[Vakill] I was the nicest for at least the last six months Single went dope, got heavy rotation from Funk Flex and didnt have to ask Stick once Penned
[Verse 1] Staring at this old show flyer Seems our reputations couldn't get no higher The first time we marquee as headlining acts rewinding back To
long enough to spank Christ And ain't shit sweet bitch, only suge' in my tanks knight Niggaz asking 'When is Va gon bling?' Or 'When is Vakill gon establish
[Verse 1] I'm the eye of a violent storm, darkest cloud on a funnel mission With slugs that travel through barrels with tunnel vision (WHOA!) Clips to
A pastor for 16 years in the hood Known for steering all my troubled peers to the good Made sure God's word appeared understood So those that didn't
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