36 Mafia Freestyle - Ghetto

I’m at that stage of my life

When there ain’t nothing but pure rage in my life

The weapon I got, only maybe your life

But I will stab your wife and the baby inside

I ain’t physically made for a fight

But that don’t mean I won’t aim for your sight

Mixed race, black Asian or white

Don’t ever think I ain’t the type that will spray up the ride

I’ve made up my mind, And it’s about time

Niggas wake up and smell the coffee

I ain’t going to tell you softly

Nothing in this world can stop me

And you will need fire like hell to hot me

I’m no longer in jail for robbery

I’m out now, so bow down or get down how?

In a body bag zipped up

Walked out my nigga sub yeah he’s fucked

And round town we count down like it’s new year ten

Nine eight six five four three two one and I still need a new pair

Me I got runaways, fuck what you wear!

Dark and bold I wear, dark and cold

And if you’re cool with me I got a heart of gold

I started out trying to flip half an O

When you was half asleep, a year and a half ago

I was halving Gs with brehs I hardly know

That’s what I call making a

You say you do too but I ain’t convinced

I’m trying to get off Raw Blaze and on Rinse

You’re trying to get on Raw Blaze, that’s long wimp