Lyrics CROWD CONTROL - TUNDRAMANE

Come on mothafucka light that fire
Test my patience
You are making a mistake
To think I am just complacent
I will break the necks of anybody
That that that doubted me
This shotty is engraved
With every name thats ever stepped to me
Whippin that buku blade
I wipe that fuckin look off your face
And everybody wonders why it went this way
Just three words its hell to pay
Packin that rifle in my case
Outta fuckin time to play that game
Mask is off with a brand new name
Body gone missin thats a shame
Stackin up the bills like its a bank
Robbin mothafuckas like my name is nathan drake
Took a couple years away
To try and catch a break
Comin back and seeing everybody's fuckin fake
Stick is bangin quick and all these
Chumps are lookin out of it
Thinkin twice about your talkin
When you got your throat slit
Ill admit I never thought that
Im the one to recommit
But yall got me jumpin on them heads
Like its a mosh pit
Crowd walk
Crowd walk
Catch a fucka crowd walkin
All them fakes and lames
Are steppin stones for me to get to rockin
Please dont find it shocking
When you see me hangin with the reaper
Im the student he the teacher
All the tricks and all the features