I can cut through a piece of paper like I just got my hands on a brand new razor.
I take the cardboard off it and watch your cough, cause I’m going for your gullet.
Don’t try to repel it. Me. These words I blow your way.
No Police sirens or ringing bells any day.
I won’t show my face if you come with the heat.
Even the police don’t know who I am,
I CAN NEVER BE BEAT!
Well that’s incorrect, they already had.
One day they cracked me over the head with that nine they carry, while
I was already cuffed.
Already Mad.
Still being bad.
I couldn’t even be taken care of by my dad.
Almost over the edge, almost had asthma attacks.
But I disrespected still and never looked back.
Now I am who I am, because I’ve done what I’ve done.
I cant comprehend the definition of regret,
I’VE NEVER HAD ONE!