GAZA/LST

[Lyrics of "GAZA/LST"]

Shots fired everywhere like Gaza, [?]
Talk shit, put that shit straight to the [?], it'll give man chills
The way I attack like Messi, like Barce, like the Navy SEALS
I'm above them all like I'm their father, some are like "Uncle Phil"
Got mob ties with the Polish mafia like I'm out in Warsaw
You hurtin' now, you hurtin' before but bitch I'm a make you more sore
Don't cry now, cry later cause right now it's war
Yeah, I'm leavin' bodies on the floor
Came through with triple L's, so you know this gun's about four
Came through, yeah, Double XL, never seen man like me before
Came through with two hell dogs, fire comin' straight out the floor
Lord please forgive me for my sins, and hope I make it straight to your door

Task force, I'm on the field, what the fuck I need the mask for?
Crash course, I'm dodgin' bullets everywhere, yeah, drugs I transport
It's on my passport, that's J.R.W
.38 magnum, ain't nothin' to cover you

Come run up on me and get cases for free
Charlie, Whitney, whatever you need
Move too much green, you shades can't see
Fuck boy beef, it can't be me

Lindsay wants a new bag, can't get one
Stacy wants some my time, she won't get none
Tracy wants to get high, come get some
All 3 met today, that's [?]

Grab the pack, yeah I spit it like Jackson
Back to back, came through with the packs on
Cash on my jeans, came through with the racks on
Talk shit, I dare you, try [?]
Still here and I came with it
[?] got the baby drink, [?] spray with it
Slim got the broom, but he don't play Quidditch
We the most hated, all the bitches want to play with it

[Outro]
...says 1-8-7, Walter. That's the police code for homicide
Christ sake, I know what it stands for. Look, the kid probably heard it on a rap song, doesn't mean anything
That book belongs to Dennis Broadway, Walter. He's a known gangster.