Yeah, to all the killers and the hundred dollar billers, I tell em, for real niggas who ain't got no feelings, feelin's, feelin's, feelin's, feelin's, feelin's, feelin's, feelin's, feelin's, I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamous, ya heard of us, official Queensbridge murderers, the mob comes equipped for warfare, beware of my crime family who got enough shots to share for all those who wanna profile and pose, rock you in your face, stab your brain with ya nose bone, you all alone in these streets cousin, every man for they self and his land, we be gunnin, and keep them shook crews runnin, like they supposed to, they come around but they never come close to, I can see it inside your face, you're in the wrong place, cowards like you just get they whole body laced up with bullet holes and sucks, speak the wrong words man and you will get tucks, you can put your whole army against my team and I guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathin, your simple words just don't move me, you're minor, we major, you're all up in the game and don't deserve to be a player, don't make me have to call your name out, your crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitate, I'm only 19 but my mind is older, when the things get real my warm heart turns cold, enough niggas deceased, another story is told, it ain't nothin really, and yo thugz swapped to philly, so I can get my mind off these yellowback niggas, while they still alive I don't know, go figure, meanwhile back in Queens the realness and foundation, if I die, I couldn't choose a better location, when the slugs penetrate, feel a burning sensation, getting closer to God, in a tight situation now, take these words home and think it through, or the next rhyme I write might be about you, son of a gunshot, this ain't no such thing as halfway crooks, scared to death and scared to look, they shook, this ain't no such thing as halfway crooks, scared to death and scared to look, living the life that a diamond's in guns, there's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds, some get shot locked down to turn nuns, cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, shook ones, he ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one, for every rhyme I write, there's 25 to life, there was so much to gas you trust, safeguarding my life, ain't no time for hesitation, the only lead's to incarceration, you don't know me, there's no relation, Queens Bridge and we don't play, I don't got time for your petty thinking mind, son I'm bigger than those, claiming that you pack heat, but you're scared to hold, and once the smoke clears, you'll be left with one of your don't, 13 years in the projects, my mentality is what kid, you talk a good one, but you don't want it, sometimes I wonder, do I deserve to live, or am I going to burn to hell for all the things I did, no time to dwell on that, cause my brain reacts, front if you're blunt kid, lay on your back, I don't fake debts kid, you know I bring it to your lot, I stay in a child's place kid, you out of line, criminal mind search, default recognition, I'm sipping, EMJ got my mind flipping, I'm bucking, think I'm always out of hope for hustling, get that loot kid, you know my function, cause as long as I'm alive, I'ma live illegal, and once I get on them, I'm putting on my people's reactrix, for lyrics like Max I hit, you don't know, when I roll up the beat, go sleeping cause I'm creeping, son it shook, cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks, scared to death but scared to look, they shook, cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks, scared to death but scared to look, they shook, cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks, scared to death but scared to look, they shook, cause ain't no such thing as halfway crooks, living the life that it runs and guns, there's numerous ways you can choose to earn funds, some get shot, locked down and turn guns, cowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, he ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one, he's just a shook one, he's just a shook one,