White Chalk
Junior M.A.F.I.A. Lyrics

I got more glocks and tecks than you
I am in possession of a greater number of firearms than you

Still seein bodies wit da muthafuckin chalk around 'em
I am witnessing the aftermath of violent deaths marked by white chalk outline

I thought I told you
I previously relayed information to you

Never to trust, nobody but us
It is imperative that you only place your trust in our group

Now the gats must bust
It is necessary for us to discharge our firearms now

Malicious black viper venomous
We possess a dangerous and poisonous demeanor

There's gonna be a lotta white chalk and brains on the sidewalk
Many violent murders will occur in the future, evidenced by the use of white chalk and brain matter on the pavement

I know you hear me
I am aware that you are paying attention to me

Nigga talk
Express yourself, my friend

Nigga I'm weak-in, can't move my mouth to speak-in
I am in a state of physical weakness and unable to speak

They caught me creepin
I was caught sneaking around

Deep in the hood peepin
I was covertly observing a location with a high crime rate

Larce was sneakin they took me off my feet-in
Someone else was also sneaking around, and my attempt to flee was unsuccessful

But fucked up because my heart's still beatin
I am fortunate to have survived the ordeal despite the peril to my life

I can't sleep, thinkin how I'mma creep
I am struggling to rest or relax, since I am constantly planning covert operations

Burners to squeeze but can't get up to help my ememies
I am equipped with firearms but am unable to assist those who oppose me

Psychopath, when the days of wrath
My aggression and madness will intensify during times of great anger and chaos

Resolve the conflict, I'mma lick who did it
I will bring resolution to the dispute by eliminating its instigator

And who da fuck was wit it
I also wish to identify and target anyone who was complicit in the dispute

Till they dead covered blood red
I will continue shooting until the opponents are deceased and covered in blood

Pumpin lead till them bastards ain't got no head
I will repeatedly shoot until their heads have been obliterated

The raw deal, bad era switched to terror
Times are tough and violence has become more extreme and widespread

You could pray all day but still gone die anyway
Even if you spend all day praying, you are still destined to die

When I come, I'm comin right
When I arrive, I will be direct and without hesitation

Fuck tip toein in the night
I refuse to sneak around in the darkness

I tear'em up in broad daylight
I will attack and defeat my opponents in plain view, without fear

Snakes too crudoo for you
Those who show deceptive or disloyal behavior are not worthy of your trust

Nigga catch deja vu
You will undoubtedly face repeated scenarios that feel both familiar and unsettling

When I'm aimin my gat at you
You are the target of my firearm

It's time ta make it happen
Now is the moment to follow through on our plan

Fuck the yappin
Stop talking excessively and start taking action

I'mma, step the fuck up and start clappin
I will become more assertive and start shooting

Double action
My firearm is capable of firing multiple rounds with a single trigger pull

Two fo' fo', we robbers for satisfaction
Our weapon of choice is a .44 caliber firearm, and we rob purely for our own enjoyment

Clickin off reaction
We will shoot rapidly in response to our surroundings and perceived threats

All those robberies we breezed
We have committed numerous robberies with ease and without consequence

Backed down DTs
We have successfully evaded the police on multiple occasions

Feelin the murder disease
We are experiencing a strong, irrational urge to kill or commit acts of violence

Thou shall die when I catch you
If I catch you, you will most certainly die

And lick you in your eye
I will boldly and aggressively confront you

Nigga, nice try
Your feeble attempt to elude me will not succeed

Our whole life, and thinkin
We have spent our entire lives surrounded by and participating in drug use and crime

Centered in drugs
Our lives revolve around illicit substances

Twin mack loaded slugs and buckin at them other thugs
We both have two MAC-10 submachine guns with fully loaded ammunition, and we are shooting at rival gang members

Engraved, with the mark of the beast
We have been labeled as evil or possessed by demonic forces

The shots I released increased aimin for dey head piece
The number of shots I fired has increased, specifically aimed at their heads

Murder's the death penalty
Taking someone's life is a serious crime punishable by death

Don't need nobody
We do not require assistance or support from others

Helpin me but the other half of snake and me
We only trust one another to provide the necessary assistance or support

Us two combined, shots ta lick
The two of us working together will result in violent deaths

Now who goes the road against it
Who would dare to defy us?

Niggaz got drama
There are those who cause problems and conflict

I'ma kill his {baby} first
I will target and eliminate the person's most vulnerable and innocent loved one

And then his {momma}
I will continue to inflict pain and cause destruction to the person's family

Ain't no time for bitchin
There is no time or place for complaining or hesitation

Callin police and snitchin
Seeking the assistance of law enforcement or confessing to wrongdoing is not an option

You live by the gun, you die by the gun
Those who rely on violence and weapons will eventually face the consequences and may lose their lives by the same means

Don't do this killin shit for real, why do the shit for fun?
Why engage in senseless acts of violence for amusement or entertainment?

Try ta murder my blood, can't let it slide
If someone attempts to harm my loved ones, I cannot simply ignore it

Family pride committin grisly homicide
I will potentially commit gruesome and violent acts in order to protect my family and their honor

Blunted, lame niggaz get hunted
Those who lack aggression or courage will be sought after and likely harmed

Autopsy shows he felt the black rhinos
An examination of the deceased will reveal that they were killed by us, the Junior M.A.F.I.A.

Fuckin witta pro
Do not mess with someone who is highly skilled or experienced at violence or crime

I hit, I don't miss
My aim is accurate and deadly, I do not make mistakes

Niggaz spit clips disappear in the mist, check it
We shoot our weapons so frequently and accurately that our ammunition disappears as if in a mist

I showed you rugged put you fools in dirt
I have demonstrated my toughness and ability to defeat my opponents

Tryin ta put in work
I am actively trying to establish my dominance and reputation

But only gettin ya fuckin self hurt
Your attempts to harm others will ultimately lead to your own downfall and suffering

For my niggaz; Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser, B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek, Lil' Kim, Kleptomaniac... Motherfucker
This song is dedicated to our group of friends and collaborators, including Nino Brown, Lil' Ceaser, The Notorious B.I.G., Bugsy, Capone, Cheek Del Vek, Lil' Kim, and Kleptomaniac