[Part 1]
I'm at the top of the devil's death list
Demons are on my neck like corrupt policemen
Sitting in the Masarati with the crown on the seats
The pistol glitters on my lap in the light of the lunar eclipse
What, I have a kilo of coke and a few thousand in cash
I'm not playing the messenger for a shitty drug cartel
Cocaine crystal yellow, Shines like a diamond
From Sierra Leone, imported from Colombia
This chab is ready to kill, murder, kill
Street style, sharp irons, I'll stuff your ass with lead< br/>I take a quick breath, load it, and I pull the trigger
Shots are fired, shots bitch, I'll split your head in half
I'll do business at midnight, pack the poison
Do it thick snuff with Tijara, Baba Haft ticks the drugs
Azzlackz syndicate, this city fucks head
No choice but haram, please forgive, God
[Hook] (x2)
What's left in the underworld
My word, my balls, and the focus on colorful money
Until the day it falls down
Let death take me, it's a lot too late to turn back
[Part 2]
When the earth rotates and my knife glitters
In the sunshine, believe me, don't stress, Digger
Cho crack dealer , ice-cold killers
Shell player, OF Banger
Black handguns end your fate
Bang bang click bam, run you motherfucker
The Montblanc clock, bitch, goes tick-tock
The clock on the bomb, bitch, goes tick-tock
Brothers sit in jail and talk to God
But as soon as they get out, they forget God
The ghettos, the blocks, the pushers, the junkies
The crack bitch on the corner sucks cock for a couple
Everything revolves around money, revolves around the dirty money
Only death can stop on the way to my SL
/>I should change the world? Wait a minute, stop
I'm not the Pope, and my name isn't God
[Hook] (x2)

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