To enter the zone im bout to have you mentally blown, eventually shown you painfully groan,

The rhymes have killed yah- murdered yah - they spilled yah- no bodys heard of yah, no body wants to feel yah

Yah rhymes whack, sound like a heart attack , A pound of crack will not bring your brother back, instead of that you gotta pick up the slack, Carry the team and get outta the shack

What you expect from this cold world, Protect yah neck and take care of this old girl. Fuck it im tired