*OFFICIAL LYRICS*

[VERSE I]
It's that n***a from the Lunch Time Cypher
Done crimes like I'm living with a lifer
It might hurt when I strike first with a light burst
Of the rhymes from the mind that'll put you in a nice hearse!
Six feet little pipsqueak. It gets deep
When against me reaching to hit speeds
Exceeding the needs of a DVD
When it reads from the beam to the big screen
Getting my n***as involved, gripping their triggers and all
Quick with their fingers to pull because I'm sick of the law
When it considered it wrong in a definitive form
For me to be giving the bars, sending these bitches to God!
Let me catch my breath cause none of y'all
Motherfuckers really want to be the n***as that I'ma
Blast on next when I spaz on set
How you gonna past that test?!
I drop guys like a rock slide, leave them cockeyed
From the rhymes that'll spin them counterclockwise
As I stop lives like a Glock 9 when I pop mine
At your mind like I'm dealing with the Dot Mobb!
Got shine but I'm looking for more
So stop lying about the dimes that you get on a tour
I'm not surprised by the vibe that you give on a song
I watch time as it flies as I'm killing you all!
And thus I rose up from the concrete
Making something from nothing with God's reach
Cause every single person that can spit a verse is thinking that they're
Better than the veterans who put that work in
So I'm lashing with an everlasting passion
Wrapped in when I show you what a curse is!

[Hook]
Don't wanna take it there
But we gotta make it there
We'll drop you in a heartbeat
Watchin your buzz die down
We're getting ours right now
You can try but you'll never stop me
You're killin 'em, got 'em screamin for more
Independent livin and we're keepin it raw
We're killin' 'em, breaking down walls
Knock 'em to the ground as we watch them all fall

[VERSE II]
Let me slow it down
I'm focused now to expose the crown
Like the molars found in the back of an open mouth!
Strapped, but I hold it down. You could never tell
That I keep (a round | around) (to waste | the waist)
Your very (genes | jeans) like a leather belt!
Metal shells when I (blast toys | Blastois) that'll (peek | Pik) and (ride you | Raichu)
To that black void when you're sent to hell
Ask the last victim who (intervened and saw | entered Venasaur)
The (flare he on | Flareon) ensures the (char is hard | Charizard)
Where the (ash catch him | Ash Ketchum)
"QUIL" in the zone even C. CHARRON feels in his bones
I scheme CHILLA than JONES So for that CONTACT
They want no CONTRACT, that's why they're (stealing their phones| still on their phones)
Til I do NUMBERS on their FACE like (Son | Sun) Dialed the DIGITS IN STONE!!!
Providing TRUTH TO LIGHT that he's bitch made
And (then Ace | DENACE) that lil pussy for hiding in the SLIM SHADE!
Assassins!!! Grind Mode until the DAY IS DONE
It's hard to solve problems when you're the best at creating one

[Hook]