I call shots like a mobb boss meaning you'll get tossed loosin' exhaust
Found in the lost afterworld envisions it was my decisions
To cut ya breath from living
Everyday winning got me sinning no grinning
Never see the tears of a clown so I frown
And look down on my enemies you minimes compared to me and barely
Amount to nothing get a snuffin' worse than welts from tight cuffin
On the hands stretchin' money bands cuz the game demands flows smooth like a  gust of wind
Entering your temple no it's just my bullets liftin' your mental
So it's homicidal mic skills hit like a tidal
Waves crave the heart of a brave lion no trying
Fools end up dying I ain't lying I'll leave ya body crying
And white cells multiplyin' but there's no denyin'
The depths of hell castin' spells to ya mmelons swell
And you can tell from the smell of a dead body my team Gotti I be Andy
bardellino got ya singin' saprano ****** ya halo
Even in the afterlife I made lilith my wife sharp as shaved knife
Who could **** with my legacy similiar to pun and biggie
Inflict more pain then politicians lobbyin' in DC