Past

You should refrain from looking into my past,

You'll just get hit by a freight-train thats going to fast,

There is no way you'll ever last.

With a clear path in sight,

Thinking no one can challenge your might,

At the same time i doubt you ever had a real fight,

So step up to the plate if you think you're all that, i'll rip of your head and show you a new view,

There is no chance you'll keep going and continue.

This is where you're at, you're staring down the barrel of a glock,

Unless you're all outta luck,

You really should duck,

Get this key from me and open your lock,

Get to steppin' kid or i'll just throw you down the block,

Never intended to waste bullets on something as trivial as your flock.

Now you're mad at the game,

Cause you didnt get that fame, try going for me,

You should know im not that tame.

This'll end like last time,

You can see the shine,

Thats at the end of the line,

About to pierce your mind.