With each jacked inch i add to my biceps the more beef i inherit on the streets.
Every night i go out i expect shit to go down, my crew in on look out 24/7.
Ive ruined 2 Armani suits with blood and musta busted the skulls of 50 guys over the summer. Cops all over my business n shit, just waiting to catch me wreckin somebody upside the head.
Just last week my Polish ass was jumped by 8 guys at the lake while i was chillin n shit with my girl. They couldnt get me to the ground since im built for this shit, aint no one knocking me out, you cant kill me son.
I was like "fvck this shit" and jumped in my car, floored it and ran 3 guys oiver. Musta broke sum bones n shit. Havent seen them guys since.
My crew is like "you gotta ease up off them weights n shit, or we gonna have beef on every street in the state" but im like "fvck no" this is what i was made for. Its in my strong ass Polish blood.