(Verse 1) This ain’t a neighborhood, it’s a kill-zone, and you in debt Everything you built is just a target I ain’t hit yet I don't walk these streets, I tread on ‘em like a conqueror You’re a local rumor, I’m a global-scale slaughterer Check the lines bitch—it’s written in my DNA I breathe oxygen and exhale lil protégés ahhh You want a piece of the pie? I’ll give you the whole blade Watch your entire legacy evaporate in the grave. (Hook) Talkin’ all that trash, put a blick to your lip Watch your crew fold in the Two One Six! I don’t play fair, yeah I break what I rip Watch your crew fold in the Two One Six! Yeah, I’m ‘bout to spray, look at ’em run Pop! Pop! Pop!, I don’t think you got one Watchin’ all you thugs tryin’ to act tough Try me and you die, yeah I’m callin’ your bluff! (Verse 2) Look at my frontline—monsters on a short leash Specialists in making sure your soul never finds peace We got the hardware to turn a fortress into gravel Watch the whole fabric of your little world unravel I don’t need a reason, I just need a direction Every block I claim is a surgical dissection You’re talking ‘bout "protection"? You’re protected by a prayer I’m the monster in the basement and the demon in the air. (Verse 3) Look— I’m a god in this game, you’re just bait in a cage, I’m the blood on the floor, I’m the war I’m the rage! Check the leverage, the weight, check the grip on the crown, We the crew that’s coming to level you out! I’m the alpha, the monster, the teeth on the beast! The menace, the dog that comes from the East Stop. Bow. Fold. Break. Every breath that you take is a deadly mistake! (Breakdown) I’m not "holding it down," I’m burying it deep While you’re counting your blessings, I’m putting u to sleep There’s a red dot dancing on every chest in your circle Your threats are comedy, mine are universal The firepower behind me? It’s a sun in a suitcase Erase your existence, rip off your fucking face Step to the king? That’s a suicide mission I’m the executioner, the judge, and the vision (Hook) I don’t play fair, yeah I break what I rip Watch your crew fold in the Two One Six! I don’t play fair, yeah I break what I rip Watch your crew fold in the Two One Six! Yeah, I’m ‘bout to spray, look at ’em run Pop! Pop! Pop!, I don’t think you got one Watchin’ all you thugs tryin’ to act tough Try me and you die, yeah I’m callin’ your bluff! (Outro) I don’t play fair, yeah I break what I rip Watch your crew fold in the Two One Six Fuck your crew and fuck your bitch Watch your crew fold in the Two One Six (The block is mine. The air is mine.) (The dirt you’re about to taste?) (Yeah, that’s mine too.) (Don’t pray. I don’t listen) Cleveland, Holy Shit! I don’t play fair, yeah I break what I rip Watch your crew fold in the Two One Six

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