.[ verse 1: keith nut ]
Holy christ, I leave rappers' souls as cold as ice
I'm like a poltergeist when I strike, turnin men to mice
Breakin the law, city urban tower without a four>
Bringin the raw homicidal lyrics that clear the floor>
Niggas thought they seen the last of this
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