If I Die, You Die Testo

Shut the fuck up, I'm talkin, I'm about to kill (like dragon) You don't know me but you will (Mental Case) It's that crazy mothafucka coming straight from New York, makin all you fuckin anemies, runnin like ( ? ) See it's easy to speak but so fuckin hard to do The grave yard is full of mofuckers like you Actin tuff talkin shit, smokin dirt got you slow You shouldn't f*ck with what you don't know Blood, blood is all you see, I'm sorry, you shouldn've never fucked with me I'm about to show you that you ain't got no friends, cuz all your so called friends is now shittin on their pants Im a piss your grave when you die, and I'ma let ur mama know that she can't even cry (Shut up b*tch) It's the two headed eagle, better watch tour back, i'm about to attack, dressed red and black Bloody Alboz, i'm hearin left calls, who the f*ck are you? I know I might die but I knwo who you are, so I'm gonna take you too Fuckin with west got u thinking your strong, step up and let me show u whats'going on You say you got guns n'shit and thats'good I'm a stick them up your ass, so make that understood I kill for beef and not for money, unless is mine, cuz if it's mine, I'll kill for one dime Ask my mofucking brother, word to your mother, you'll be runnin for cover , I swear to god yo Tryin to make my dead albanians rest in peace, but they wont, 'till I slaughter all my enemies You mothafuckin right I'm a mothafuckin terrorist, I'm a cut your fuckin throat and add some salt I'm that mothafucka from Kosov, called Rebel, stick like a tic until I get my shit, now do it quick And I'm a smoke till I choke, if you think it's a joke, than mothafucka you get smoked Chorus Bloody Alboz, i'm hearin left calls, who the f*ck are you? I know I might die but I knwo who you are, so I'm a take you too Do you really think that you can't be touched cuz if you do you should pray I see punks like you everyday, so pay attention to what I say I know alot of mofuckers who said they can't be touched, and now they burn in hell I knew alot of fuckin idiots who used to live on top and in the end they fell So stop fuckin dreaming and be real for once, u gotta get the balls before you get the guns. You might call this hell, but I call this heaven, cuz I"ve been thru a war, I think I've seen the devil My lines cannot trick you, I know it did, but I'm a mothafuckin granade, with no fuckin lid And it's not just me, I got a lotta brothas, terrorists, killaz, mafiaz, drug dealaz And most of them soldiers, they used to be rebels, living by the mothafuckin gun So if you ever think about fuckin with albanians, I swear to god you better run Chorus Bloody Alboz, i'm hearin left calls, who the f*ck are you? I know I might die but I knwo who you are, so I'm gonna take you too