Solo Kill — текст песни (Mastamind)

[Mastamind]
Right now I bring the dead body funk,
I`m too fucked up off that acid rap shit keep your fuckin blunt
What I`m a do is burn up the house, burn it down
NATAS in the house, Mastamind`s out with that likkuidrano sound
Should I break it down so you can see this, break it down in pieces
Reel Life Product, rest in piece bitch
Born to raise a hell up and bring you this storm
The only hellraiser in the world is the Detroit born
Twenty one years of tears i`m thinking back
That I`m the finished product of the making of a maniac
You see me on the next album letting my style run
I blaz4me like a gun devilish child number one,
East side of town is my burial ground,
But don`t go looking and searching and seeking cause I can`t be found
Only the real recognize the real
In the dead of the night is when I begin my solo kill