Taggers Bradwell & Washington
I caught you in the act, I recovered the empty can of "Loop" spray paint with your prints, I got the make and model of YOUR MOM'S CAR that you used, and pictures of your punk asses.
You scurried back to your black Mazda SUV and ran away.
If you were legit bangers you wouldn't run from anybody.
You're not gangbangers, you're nineteen year old pink skinned pussy-boys who have never been jumped in.
You think you're hard or you think you're earning respect but the reality is, you're going to earn some real pain because now I know how to find you.
Last but not least, as determined as I might be to treat you to a beat down, the guy who's wall you're tagging is legitimately scary because he's twenty-five years younger.
Remember, we know who you are now, pussy boiz.
We know who you are and we know where you're at.