LEFT4DEAD

I'm back, I'm back

Bucked up, I toughened up, I shaped up and I'm back hoe

I'm tired of thinking I'm not enough, stuck up, lay low

Sick of seeing the suckers acting top dawg when they jack flows

That slime move like Escrow, sticky blunt like velcro

That vile shit that I saw up on your timeline was a mess bro

Last time that I dropped it flopped, I sat back don't fret though

I remember I was calling shotty for a cruise around in Camaro

That poison passed in the front seat, I took a hit and I sunk low

Blood red like Elmo, O'Connor that Bones flow

Eight o eight that rock floors, that's the shit that I live for

Underground in my top four, send shots I'll wage war