CROWD CONTROL

By TUNDRAMANE

Released on December 2022

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Come on mothafucka light that fire

Test my patience

You are making a mistake

To think I am just complacent

I will break the necks of anybody

That that that doubted me

This shotty is engraved

With every name thats ever stepped to me

Whippin that buku blade

I wipe that fuckin look off your face

And everybody wonders why it went this way

Just three words its hell to pay

Packin that rifle in my case

Outta fuckin time to play that game

Mask is off with a brand new name

Body gone missin thats a shame

Stackin up the bills like its a bank

Robbin mothafuckas like my name is nathan drake

Took a couple years away

To try and catch a break

Comin back and seeing everybodys fuckin fake

Stick is bangin quick and all these

Chumps are lookin out of it

Thinkin twice about your talkin

When you got your throat slit

Ill admit I never thought that

Im the one to recommit

But yall got me jumpin on them heads

Like its a mosh pit

Crowd walk

Crowd walk

Catch a fucka crowd walkin

All them fakes and lames

Are steppin stones for me to get to rockin

Please dont find it shocking

When you see me hangin with the reaper

Im the student he the teacher

All the tricks and all the features