Rush=Dead
See, Im really from the hood, so cant respond every half hour
Im on the corner sellin the pills, green n powder
You know how I do, read me like a book n no Im never shook
But some niggas gettin outta line like a 5 year old witta crayon n coloring book
I came on this site, wasnt really lookin for beef but thats all lies
Fake beef from some lil niggas, so wheres the drink n fries
I came in dolo, just me, myself and I, Im solo
Throwin shots at me, talkin hard but all a bunch of homos
No crew wit me but I got bloods, crips, latin kings
New York got gangs that dont think just swing n gotta gat, they use that thing
I never front, Im harder then ya best dream, stop actin foolish
If you gotta gun on you infront of me, dont hide it, use it
But going at me is stupid, you just diggin ya own grave
Leave you with more scars than an attempted run away slave
If this site was a piece of string, couple of us got it wrapped around our finger
So when you here