[ Featuring Lee Ricks ]
Okay it's time to go that means let's load up all the semis
When chasin' down this doe believe that this road isn't friendly
These hoes don't get a penny from me, although there's plenty
And if I ain't got the loot for something yours is good as any
My sword been choppin' many in half, the math is simple
I symbolize the truth got mad stacks of credentials
The only thing they ever said you had might be potential
If you wanna try your luck inside the booth then nigga let's go
Fresh with no expiry, your whole set they inspire me
To rob them for their white and leave the rest like it was ivory
Set the mic on fire we today's hellraisers
Sharp lyrics slice through my foes and some neighbours!
Playas isn't safe inside the field that they playin' in
One shot - I'm killin' everybody in the stadium
I just tossed a line at these fish - that's called baitin' them
And I don't care how big these sharks is I'm filletin' them
I seen anger lead to violence, violence lead to sirens
Sirens lead to cuffs you leave in cuffs remain silent
Stay quiet, calm minds prevail
Breath in 5, 4, 3, 2, exhaaaaaale
I tried that, meditate n lie back
Rise like tide set sail n bless a dime sack
Smoke stacks blowin clouds check the forecast
Storm brewin' sounds loud recordin' some more tracks
Go find my record where the stores at BOM
Or find it online any format, GWAN
Wit the wind PAL shit be sinkin' in WOW
Bring it in I feed the crowd while they listenin'
Hip-Hop novelist, sound anthropologist
Boombap Sinatra rap man's demolish this
I give my all to this, LR be on the honors list
An artist to the heart I keep it heated like a sauna is
This industry terrorism we terrorizin' the terrible
For you to survive against #5 is a miracle
Fuk ya record deal we destroy then we build
If we don't kill shit we dont eat so we eat what we kill
I bin workin' yea it took some years and months but then
You got at least admit my friend Hip-Hop got a pulse again
Who thought a simple exercise could become my addiction
I speak this with conviction you can hear it my diction
If you haters really listenin' you wouldn't be on my dick n
Steady gossipin' talkin' behind my back like some bitches
Me mixed wit Lee Ricks is some gaurenteed sick shit
We leave no witnesses so move out the way or you get hit
Respect it
