I Been knowin you a long time nigga,
We did a lot of shit together man
Beautiful shit we did dog
Remember when we went out to L.A. man,
Had a lot of good times dog
But that shits about to come to an end dog
Never have I ever crossed anybody,
The sands of time have already
started to pour against you dog
Cuzz I'm speak real softly
What if I could just, just blink ya shit away
The pain grows in fame and
kangos we're changin strange hoes
Who bang in Range Roves for thangs same shows,
The rains goes will stain
and insane foes who drain
If you brought it, that means you got it
that means you should have shot it
Demarco I'm bout to spark flow
ya bark so hearts wit parts
Gonna make ya heart blow (heart blow),
Bout dubbs I be musclin these clubs
It hurts my nigga the hurt my nigga
But hurt my nigga is what's
inspiring these spurts my nigga
Yellin you gonna slap the
If you need me believe me its easy
To put hoes in shock to tizzie
Some say I should worry and
I'm a friend, if I was a foe, I would be
Kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- kno- knockin
Industry's faulty, idustry's salty (man)
industry brought me (pain)
industry caught me (strain)
And you niggas know that the
industry's awfully (vain)
I ain't a snake nigga all I did is
In my face will be Don Juan
I don't speak a lot I peep
And people who speakin usually weak and
out for peace and no beef a lot
Remember we used to kick it like bros
Now you niggas act like bitches and hoes
Tecca N9ne I got the wickedest flows
no mysery will ever get wit this Rouge
Little for side a crypt in his soul
Instead of a rap I should have
Who kept Short Nitty from
Whp kept villain niggas from
So now you can take away me
rapper that'll convince me
the Ashbees, the White Bears
and the muthafuckin Timleys
The theories, the buyers,
You know the families that are
known to be bad for humanity
Can he be bad, can he be tough,
No cream puff are considered
Nobody likes you not even ya
They sick of yo disrespectful
Betta hope Anghellic go mutli- plat
inum to get yo riches, blood
This is the end of men who
were once friends and then
One asshole thought he was somethin
When punks bend over they get
So hand over them Tech tapes or get
You must think I'm soft for talkin to
Icey Rock bout the Nina out
I'm trippin without a doubt
I'm a tell you really is yo friend
Mail Bakari and maybe you and
And tell like it is again
I hope you brought your novacain
I know the pain, is slowly takin over brain
So calm that mufuckin wombat
I don't need no Don Juan tracks
That's what I'm speakin on
Nigga walk around like his
Gonna cut ya nose off and stick up ya ass
so you can smell that shit man
Dog...you drew first blood man
You know what I'm sizzlin
Talkin bout knockin me out nigga