Secret Weapon - Secret Weapon

Check, gimme microphone to check

Secret weapon motherfucker, turn it off, fuck it

What do you earns from your shit talking

Everything we’ve reached, never judge the results

Look into our eyes, this is my sacrifices

I left my life behind, you’ve come along to ruin it down

Back on tracks, we’ve pay the bill

K-keep it real, with the power of will

We’ve try to be the best, every steps i’ve choose

Never deceive my eyes, still on the moves

We’re not gangster and thugs, we believe karma n God

My squad always sticked up kids, paved away the same shit

Standing on the block, strikes before getting caught

Talk to talk and walk to walk

We’re fight for the causes, even the reasons is wrong

Totally wrong, well, this is my song

You don’t like it, bugger off, just get along

Now i’m bangin' with ma fuckin' microphone

Now, let it go

Gimme something to prove

Break, let it go

Gimme time to wasted

A spray can, for the taggin'

Just bring it down to shackin' it up

To covered it up all the badass things

Mirror looks something lying

Cork your ignition, imaging, to estabilished, the most curious things

Swimming my adrenaline, every time i write my words, and sins

Preparation and inner vision no bottom holes things

Secret weapon not a trial version, behind this limitation

Driven by rage, no special medicines

Burns, take you down

You can’t chasing me

Torch, set me free

You can’t shutting me down

Well i’m Boyd, maniac, but still on tracks

The motherfuckin' concrete

Cut your craps

Secret weapon my family

Give the motherfucka

You touch my paths

And i’ll screw ya …

Let’s slowing down the roads in the 3rd gears

Give me time to tell ya, microphone hustler

Clockwise, counter-clockwise

It’s just method of time

Never forget our past, just pay the bills