tragedy can happen to any motherfucker steppin'
I'm guessing you dont want it with me possessing this weapon
I see you sweatin', trembling at the sight of me getting
so uptight but I've been fed so much tonight that I'm stessin'
I've never had a Smith & Wesson but I'm willing to get one
if your messing watch your step, I'm still in my adolesence
I'm the essance, you're jealosy got me flicking your switch
my influence pistol whipped some boucer kissing his bitch
the other one emptied a clip as he shot a two pigs
don't you see kids, I'm not some little immature bitch
I got the skills anf the will of a kid with a deal
I'm gonna spit til' I'm killed, yeah I'm rippin' until
you see my name on the head of a gravestone and I'm dead
and when I do die just know I meant every statement I said
Uppin on feedback as always