A PREVIEW OF MY MENTALITY- There r those who belive we r all the same but yet there r those who rise above the rest like gods among ants . FOR THEY R THE HORSEMEN OF AN EMPYRE. IT'S LIKE AN OLD MAN ONCE TOLD ME.To the lessons in life to the childeren they say life is like 5 days of words worth , of aN old man with silver hair in a wheel chair .His eyes were bloody while describing what lies b4 me , He said evil bithches and jealous men would try to destroy me . it encouraged me this old mans words couldn't realer. IM on top now slightest drama i'll have to kill u ,cuz animals sense weaknes,sharks smell blood in water. like if it was some kind of divine order. This shit is plastic material having no life , i crash whips and leave it no matter the price,as long as i survive, coping da five i circle da block where the beefs at and park in front of my enemies eyes. They see that's it's war we life stealers,hollow tip lead buses. there's no heaven or hell dead is dead fukahs and ur soul is with god .your mind keeps lurking the earth watching ur own murdery occur. IT's Blitz bitches , the streets glory ,many die 4me. many went 2 trail 4 me,basically im just reality loaded with foul stories of greed and contempt no street is excempt,extended clipshots.Hoodz barracaded for six blocks,i'll sip shots watching them hustlers pitch rocks. all they paint is pictures of my pain illustrate the city in vain. falling deep into the pits of the game. this the sickest state of mind in these fatal times best crimes commited by fukahs high on a dime. hear them sounds of them babies cry still im saying why do we recide in the ghetto with A million ways 2 die. stayin high 2 relief the pain, breathin in t he game,exhalin gives me shame what the fuck would 2morrow bring luck and anthrax