Brian Walters

They say that in war that truth be the first casualty

So I

Dig in selector

I the resurrector

Fly my shit

Sever your neck

Wider than ever

With my tongue dipped in funk arsenic

Burning this illusion this lie this straight arson shit

Your arsenal stripped

Power ain't full jackets and clips it's

My ability to

Define phenomenon raw

Crenshaw '84

Boogie down before

L.A. where the war break off

Where you be take off

Stand in a full face off

With the M1 millimeter

Let the rhythm of the chamber hit 'em

Let the rich play catch with 'em

Better yet make 'em eat 'em and shit 'em

Till they

So full of holes that they drown in their own

I'm like a nail stuck in the wrist of they Christmas

Don't need radio

To make their family a witness

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Muhammad and Christ would like

Would lay your body down

To a tune so wild international

In the desert full of bullets let your body rot

With my chrome

With my verse

With my body rock