- J-Blind - There's no better instrument than piano for that gangsta shit...
[Verse One]
No routes to escape, I was destined to stay
when the shit went down, I was further more afraid
A mortal bought to break, it was 12 am and late
shivering in pain alone with no sight of aid
Beneath the realms I went, into darkness I came
The underground powered me to mentally attain
a manable relationship with microphones and raps
in bed with the beat for every listen I get zapped
I'm overwhelmed through my greatest, numerous haters
like an avalanche dumping on my daily rap basis
You're like a fluid drippin', full of that repetition
its like listening to a water fall with rhymes missin'
You're messin' with conceptuals, and both water proof
unwashable, eligible to break a couple crews
J-Blind on the hook, and S.A on the rise
produced by the Blindside, yo make 'em surprised man
[Chorus - J-Blind]
Get you stuffed up, and try to hold atleast first round
first round... When the shit goes down
So scared to move to ground, cause their head goes round
goes round... When the shit goes down
There's no turning back, learn the fact, but you acting mad
seems like panic attack... so you fallin' back
You better find your gun now, or you'll be dead some how
dead some how... When the shit goes down
[Verse Two]
I'm full of goods, I'm whats inside that breifcase
flow is dough, I'm a tremble I don't need bass
Spit the S's, till the message is rendered
fading contenders, I'm leaving you censored
I'm making you senseless, blurring your sentence
in a new dimension even a psychic couldn't access
A walking ghost, zero weighed masses
nobody knows who the fuck this clown is
It is said that you should be alarmed by your palms
so drop the pen, or my men'll have to slice your arms
Me I slay the vicious mics, diaphrams of global size
inhibit through the dungeon pipes, arise like a fist of might
You couldn't make a jam if you were jammed in a boombox
you and your kind is the only reason music stops
So be prepared to be smashed when the beat pauses
Flawless Mics, we murder the whole universe
United Rhymers burst, heavily spoken words
so when we spit alerts, you fuckers know your cursed
We about to go down in the history books
I'll catch ya ass on Repleys, do you believe that?
[Chorus]
[Bridge Chorus - Sajjad & J-Blind]
Do what we want, take a puff of that motherfuckin' blunt
That's how its done, that's how its done (when the shit goes down)
Never run from a punk, light him up like a blunt
and were done, were done, (when the shit goes down)
[Chorus]
Enjoy and let me know what you think, major props to blind for the beat.

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