Текст песни The Creed - Vakill

I granted my neighborhood immunity
During the Rodney King riots when niggas burnt down and looted they're communities
Instead I pulled bricks from the walls of my imagination and threw 'em
Through the window of opportunity
Every studio date booked is a date closer to death procession
We in overtime with 0.6 seconds left, possession
Still life's depth perception begins at the rectum
So I'm defecated from opposite ends of the spectrum
So, take these gems and stick 'em in y'all [? ]
My definition of on-point affect hemophiliacs and virgins all in the same
Manner, one prick and it's all over
And you can lick the gun clips
But it's a sin to wet me like nun clits
None spit, with my ferocity
I over shadow passion
Take my brain off safety and watch my ideas drop shells and blaze battlefields

[Hook:]
[Sampled from Big L