Again

Blowing up in the room

Leave'em dead in there tomb

Doom is now or coming soon either or i would assume

Quick to give answers to questions none know

Before you light up the blunt bro close the front doe

The aroma could put a grown man in a coma

Born in Texas but had connects with Arizona

Weighed it by the whole thang

Brick of purp no cocaine

AK's that go bang, paydays with no change

 

Gaining closure remaining closer to a soldier

Make one step and it's over faster then i lose my composure

A ticking time bomb, smoked so much my minds gone

Well i guess not, damn, boy was i wrong

Hustling's a state of mind

Your taught to do what you outta do

Struggling's a waste of time

You gotta do what you gotta do

Go ahead play your cards and you might just find

The righteousness to life's bright design