Back for Blood

Back for blood, I came back and I'm ready to flood

The streets with that good shit like crack

They wanna know how I'm cold as Eskimos, no jacket

More flows than a black man when he's duraggin'

Hot as two dragons, real giant, I move mountains

Allow me to reintroduce the kid, not how I used to live

I'm in the booth like John Wilkes

Kill your favorite rapper, then "poof" like John Wick

Boom, Click, Bang, all these rappers out here are

Doing the same thing, I choose to move mountains

These dudes can't move plains, but who's to complain?