i can't truck around and get struck on down
i must rebound and clutch the ground
i touch or else be found stuck
but now it's tough
i doubt that luck will help
im bout to drown
so i gotta watch it somehow erupt right out
what's this drought?
i'll come up like clouds
is it cuz i rush - it sounds
hip hop has lost their crowd
but it is not my fault
i walk a long hall
but once my album hits shelves
i'm gonna solve the problems brought which follows our routes
then by tomorrow i'd hault the hollow soft shells
from evolvin to sprout thru the bottom called Hell
cuz an apostle like Paul, my response is gospel
to dissolve all of the spells
go tell ya pals i've encountered the Count,
the coward devil and his powers expelled
yeah, there's trouble that dwells under the realm
i've discovered myself
you're wonderin, well
im a hunter, i cover your health
while you're stubborn, i still offer my stealth
then coffins are dealt
suddenly they'll
suffer n melt
where no comfort is felt
cuz a stunt double won't help