PRECIPICE OF HEAVEN

Verse 1:
Motherfuckers talk that talk that
Pussy boy just run they mouth
Hollow point get loaded up and fired out
To send em south
Crowds drop from the lead I’m dishing out
Say you wanna go till the time is nigh you bounce
Fuck out my inbox I’m done with that shit
If you wanting to work empty bank accounts first
I don’t give a fuck about you bitch
I’m making waves
I’m bringing a taste of what’s to come
Believe I’m taking what I made
You playas claimin you so real but you faker then a jackalope
Im breaking down the walls you put up
Showing what it do
What it do busta fucka when the gun in yo mouth
You was talkin all that good shit now you crying out loud
Watch to thoughts spread out as the hot lead bounce
Now the blood drain out to the ground
Pronounce you dead
In yo bed
I’m thе reaper really rеaping
Bringing dread as I shred
All these bodies from yo posse
This that murder music mane
Hate coursing through my veins mane
I don’t wanna see yo face again get out my lane mane

Verse 2:
I heard you a fucking bitch
Cryin out loud man you pissed
You ain’t hard
Nah you fronting
Pussy you ain’t shit
I’m bringing the waves back mane
MK takin the stage
We buckin up
Busta motherfuckers till the end of time
My time to shine is right now
Got a lot on my mind I try to die now
Put the blade up to my wrist
And drain my soul out till I kiss the face of death
I’m On the precipice of heaven
Fall back to the depth of hades
Imma fuck em yo today
I’m boutta sharpen up my blade
And leave em begging and pleading for mercy
Fire engulfing their body till the ash blows away
Never to be seen again
Busta fuckers never seeing daylight again hoe
That’s the truth mane
When you come step to me
You get yo brain bashed in with a sledge mane
You ain’t a hard ass
You just a pussy boy
Talking out yo neck
You boutta pay for all that brutally