(JBS)Yo Bro, you rather kill or be killed?
I rather chill with E pill
I can’t relate with hate
I rather skate and create
Party we party, we out here making money
Worry don’t worry, all been written in your story
Screw your ego, let it go
The more you know, the more you don’t know
From zero to hero, that’s how we flow
From Indo to Canto, we making dough
Livin’ hella good in the 852
Eatin’ bangin’ food with my boo
Peace please, be united like bees
Please peace, make em believe
(Ghost Style)I will not lose
I run with wolves
My ninjas active in these streets
Cause we making moves
The smoke rise slow, it’s coming close
To be boss, to do the most
Power’s a drug, don’t overdose
Yeh.
In the air I can feel there’s something
When u move, we see u coming
See the storm, and u start running
There’s no peace, when life means nothing
There won’t be knives
There won’t be guns
Just a demon on a shadow-y throne
Raised in a trap
Signed by blood
The exit sign says Number 1.