today Makes Me Sick Lately It's Neo Con People Gone outside Legal Wrongs droppin Evil Bombs
they protect Investments Bring Weapons and never leave like chemical weapons after Ingestion
tha revolutionaries Their No Joke u'll know when tha Barrel Smokes tha devils own are Baptized In Sin
so Live Aware that they could Strip Ya Shares of tha american dream and leave us all Chastized Within
why do I Spit Conspiricy cuz I let This Spirit Free cuz I don't believe in Containment times are Changing
even at my Arraignment it's still gonna be Rainin' so just let um know their gonna do some Explaining
to my Last Breath as I Ask Death who Rapped Best from hear on out I leave every Track Wrecked
I'm poor but I could Have Less no lie I'd love to be cashing Fat Checks but for now I'll Trash Stress
it's pretty Nice Out tho problems trail me Like Clouds still I spit these Tight Rounds that I Write Down
I'm never putting tha Mic Down I'm a shining soul with a diamond flow that menas u can get Iced Now!