[Intro: Reef the Lost Cauze]
Yeah, Lost Cauze, Doap Dixon
Uh, the Army in here
Salute me, yeah

[Reef the Lost Cauze]
Uh, fuck with my brother Doap and I'ma cut his throat
We definition representin', what is Doap?
What is hope when ya faith get tested?
Yeah, what is coke when the weight ain't stretchin'?
Yeah, what is hate when the hatin' ain't affectin'?
A buncha mad n***as we comin' for mad figures
That upset money, that coke and wet money
That Frank Lucas buried under the steps money
It's official like a ref with a whistle
I'm from where young boys can't read but they rep wit they pistols
Yeah, respect is an issue but never with mines
Y'all funkies get away the shit but never with crimes
Stay knocked like a pregnant jawn
I;m fittin' ta wreck this joint
Flatten ya face use it to eat my breakfast on
Your lyrics is wack they disrespect the song
Crush kill everyone, that's why my TECs is long

[Hook: Samples scratching]
"The waitin's over"
"Tell these motherfuckers"
"Here come his crazy soldier"
"Takin' ova"
"I don't stop squeezing till ya face is over"
"The waitin's over"
"Tell these motherfuckers"
"Here come his crazy soldier"
"Takin' ova"
"I don't stop squeezing till ya face is over"
[Doap Nixon]
Yeah, I'm on their heels Reef, yo, let's go
Yo, y'all n***as is average learnin' to crawl
Producers is mad ass, we don't return ya calls
Ya emails get deleted so beat it
Ya help's not needed, knowledge itself completes it
Divine cipher power slid in this game nice
Signed a deal burnt my advance on the same night
(Let's go) This game so foul, so many cats
So many petty labels, so many traps
Ya moms shoulda put you in a school wit clean clothes
Dudes ova here hit gold wit mean flows
I'm in a ill Reef stay on the road
The Pharaohs doing shows, I got that year on the stove
(Let's go) My whole life felt like I'm stuck at a stop light
But seein' how the hustlers got that money to wash right
Me and Reef came from the nights we slang white
To spittin' out Bangkok, rippin' the same mic

[Hook: Samples scratching]
"The waitin's over"
"Tell these motherfuckers"
"Here come his crazy soldier"
"Takin' ova"
"I don't stop squeezing till ya face is over""The waitin's over"
"Tell these motherfuckers"
"Here come his crazy soldier"
"Takin' ova"
"I don't stop squeezing till ya face is over"
[Vinnie Paz]
Yeah, ain't nobody fuckin' wit the .38 on my waist
And when that bulldog bark it'll lay you to waste
I ain't fuckin' 'round wit' y'all, y'all need to stay in y'all place
And the vest ain't gonna help you, god, I aim at the face
Y'all ain't doin' shit original fam
And my gun's the same color as Original Man
I caught a body and I put the shit to digital cam
That shit you makin' ain't a hit it's just a pitiful jam
Yeah, ayo Doap, cousin, hit 'em with the .40 Glock
Make his body levitate and he can do a dome wit 'Pac
Y'all motherfuckers should just take this as a warnin' shot
I'm bout to celebrate, I heard about the fallin' cop
Y'all think y'all could fuck wit Pazienza, not hardly
I put your name in the obituary - John Tardy
My whole cipher should be dreaded like we Bob Marley
And it ain't another human that's Master Fard godly

[Outro: Vinnie Paz, Doap Nixon]
BLRATT! Fuckin' cocksucka
AOTP! BRRRATTT! Sour Diesel!
What's the fuckin' deal, n***a?