The Lonely God

Razor blade on your chest make me put your Crew to test. If you steppin' wrong, Put your head to rest. Blood is still at your you just don't ain't Nobody keep it sound down like streets. Blood on your hands, hands up in air so Can drop 'em. Blood On Your Hands, put your Hands Up In The air clip and got a stain for just Dyking. A gun in my hand and my mind Is just abiding. I'm hunting for a victim, pushing K's on this Game. I wanna make a stain for a million Racks clean. For a million racks clean. Razor blade, your rack For million racks Clean. Razor blade on Your chest make me put your test. If you steppin' wrong, lama gone, Rest. Million racks clean, clean, clean, clean, Clean. I'm in the parking lot With your crew your Hands up In air can drop