you ever played Russian roulette with the Devil? Did you post up at the
front end of his burner and stare that fuckin bullet down? Did you roll
the dice with your life, ready to pay the cost no matter how high it
might be? And when that trigger popped, did you catch that bullet
between your teeth and snap that shit in half?
Check me out. I didn’t come to Harlem riding shotgun. I came packin one!
And I wasn’t gonna stop spraying until I had every block in the city on
lock. Believe me, failure wasn’t an option. Weaknesses, I had none. It
was the gun or the grave for this nigga right here. I had my guts and my
fists, and I was either gonna do…or I was gonna die!