SELF MADE WEAPON

I'm a self made weapon Body pierce like a septum I'm never runner up So don't be second guessing I'm counting out my blessings Not dealt by the Reverend Collecting your souls For his own personal leverage I've earnt my stripes Like a zebra Black and white Seeping through the cracks How are truths becoming lies What's the difference you and I It's a jungle do or die It's survival so don't be complaining When you're left behind No rest till my rest is sure And death is knocking on my door Like the apple on the tree Rotting at the fucking core Creep where the demons crept Cells for where the souls are kept Riding on my enemies Body piles is all that's left Yeah we ride with that shit Yeah we ride with that shit Stay high with the clique Then we slide then we dip Yeah we ride on that shit Yea we ride on that shit Stay high with the clique Then we slide then we dip Rip the heart out of the lion's chest Take the life out from its breath Consume it like a gulf of flames Eerie silence the sound of death You shoot and always miss Packing clips and still don't hit You're a snake And through your tongue I can hear the fucking hiss Running up the bags Stumbled up this cash This is my grid my rules This is hand to hand combat Combat run that This is a come back You should have been left on your mums back That would have been a great cum back Hiding like a bitch Where's your mask at Talking all your shit Let your nuts hang f*ck wit Yeah we ride with that shit Yeah we ride with that shit Stay high with the clique Then we slide then we dip Yeah we ride on that shit Yea we ride on that shit Stay high with the clique Then we slide then we dip