Title: History of violence
Composer: Muzka
Singer: Muzka


My enemies kept silence,
They all know i got a history of violence,
Now commit concept,
Singapore contract,
I ain't no 11 years old boy,
I may be a bomb threat.
I am on the process to raise conflicts.
I can be the homeboy who bails on the convicts.
Dealers and Killers, I was 15 when i joined these gangsters.
Now im 17 and still living it up like a true hustlers.
I might spend my 18th up in the cell.
With all those knives swung arm to arm
like what happened in Napalm.
Stay alive, No no, Keep breathing and stay alive
Cuz this knives ain't a weapon to my homies.
We're living the life of the WestCoast,
Never had the cops find us as a foes.
We know how to live, To breathe the right air at the right time
No fine, Just a fine line between life and death.
We hold on tightly to our self esteem,
Never letting our guard down anywhere we've ever been.
Holding tightly to out life savers, avoiding the conflicters.
When you hear the gunshot quickly disperse.
I was 16 went my parents sent me to boys home,
Confiscated my phone, I felt alone.
With no one to share my pain and misery.
But too bad, Im an MC,This is how it is suppose to be
My heart is cold as a 'Gs'. So expect NO apologies..