[Intro 1 : Jimmy Smith]
Good God Almighty, like back in the old days...You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play, how to play it and you know whether it's disco and rock but we just went in the studio and we did it. We had champagne in the studio, of course, compliments of the company, and we just laid back and did it. So we hope you enjoy listening to this album half as much as we enjoyed playing it for you. Because we had a ball. Only real music is gonna last, all the other bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow...

[Intro 2]
Yeah, this what happened before the trip right here
Lemme talk to em

[Verse 1]
Uh, lyrical Hades when I touch the mic I leave a trail of dead bodies
I only fuck with real that's why n***as can't stand by me
Always been different when I expose your discrepancies
All these rappers ain't rappers enough to ever rap with me
Like amputees on war veterans, your stance is a sorry view
I'm something close to Burner B, I know they know it too
Crashing to a smitten fate
Cause I kill n***as on a daily like corona virus in the Eastern Cape, for real
All these n***as are the same
They copy paste lyrics and flows and try to cover that shit with autotune
Stop saying you the GOAT when your whole career is a bunch of corny lines
And of course, autotune
Flow so fly like lifejacket on pilots
They always ask why I'm this dope
I always say if I can tell the truth and kill a rapper in the process, why not?
Ever so [?] at being flawed at showing my flaws
My songs, that shit is real as us
No shit, I've seen these dubs
Start with me? No shit I've been the start
Your chick believes in us
See I'm so sick I think I might've caught a virus called Covid16-bars

[Part 2]
Shit, I'm a fine n***a
Even my ex is a bitch in her prime, n***a
I kill and revive n***as
My skill can despise n***as
My eyes on the prize, you n***as lie and switch sides
N***a it's fuck friendship I'm only focused on building up on my family
Cause every friend I've ever had is now an enemy
Think about the time I had to break apart with Trizzers
That shit broke my heart but then again I don't play well with n***as

[Verse 2]
Ever since it's been Reno and I
I'd die for that n***a
Looking over a kasi that's overlooking a n***a
Mseventy DeeTee handed me the beam
Showing me the light, I'll forever be deeply grateful to that n***a
Gave you Walk Away when I was drowning in pain
And now my shit is out of this world I can take you to the Moon like Elias Vinay
Sorry to the girls who want my love but can't get it
My ex bitch made me this way
I blame it on her when I should blame it on me
Thing is I've never been the same with pain weighing on me
Carried the world on my shoulders when I was eighteen
They see effort, not the doubt that is weighing on me
I keep doubting myself
Second guessing every line I rap and every single track I make when I'm feeling depressed
That's when I'm seeing a lesser me
The reason my fans believe in me is because I'm not a rapper I am me
You should think about that bar
Rappers are so focused at being rappers that they forget who they really are
Living for the cameras don't even know what is real
I show you inspiration and success without hiding the fact I feel
I make music bout real life and that's facts
These rhymes can't backtrack
Seen my intact guess
I hope to be a blessing to Nthoroane the same way that Dennilton is ever so blessed to ever had Dash Hesh

[Verse 3]
And that's the realest shit I ever wrote
When my grandma died I cried an ocean of tears I couldn't float
And then I rose about the waves and the tides
They keep saying I should wait for my time
But I've had so many dark nights in my life
Even the Joker ain't knew
You've been sleeping on me, my dreams are woker than you
You must be thinking, "but 'woker' is not a real word."
Ha, they said the same about success to every [?] who dropped out of school for music
Man, I'm talking JayHood, The Big Hash and you know the rest
That's why I'm focused on this shit and I don't ever rest
Past on the past on my way to getting the pass they passed me when I was ex-ing my ex
I give passion, my verse is setting a class for the next
With depression, I tend to address and cast indirect
They keep asking, am I the best or the best of the best?
I keep guessing, I'm best to define what's meant to be best
Cause they lines subliminal
Yes I am critical, I'm too much of a rapper I'm anti-unlyrical
As I have seen before, past lies I've ridiculed
Past lines of shifting the entire pinnacle
Lyrical if they denounce my claim
Last year they were intent to mispronounce my name
Now they say that I'm the best and intent on hearing my story
Until the day I rest in peace, to God be the glory

[Outro]
To God be the glory
This is Before The Trip, into the world of the Damned & Tainted