One, two, three, four Sesh really mad to the core bet he won't twitch when I spray him to the floor Five, six, seven, eight Know that I feed off hate heard your new shit but I didn't hear a date Nine, ten, heaven, hell Welcome to my lair it's a cell never gonna back up what you're writing I can tell B-O-N-E Essence in the air like a b-n-b six years ahead gonna act like you're beating me Shit I fucking love when you talk like a bitch Hit 'em with the shotty put his body in a ditch Give him to the wulf album was a miss 'Nuff is enough when the feature wanna diss I'm too sick shit was a burden Coming from the grave took his stone and I burned it Better bring straps cause I got two hearses Permanent naps get buried with purses Bitches wilding why they trying Hit 'em with a cover and they all start crying Devil in the dark you bark I'm biting Feeding up the business deadboy dying Words I'm rhyming cars I'm driving If I gotta fight I'm a king like lion In the moonlight with a knife I'm striving And it's on sight in the night then silence Woah