[Verse 1: C-Ray]
If the sound is vicious
Let's get down to business
Just found my shit list, bunch of clowns and bitches
Ever since I hit the ground I've been around the sickest
And took a mile from that H, slapping down a sentence
People say they need shit fixed but never found the wrenches
And never buy em, all those inquiries they find offensive
Charlie Percocet, my worst your best without decision
Known to write the verse to death and circumvent your foul intentions
Known to hang with some of the sickest n***as ever heard (BRAIN)
Dropping some of the hottest albums there will ever be
(let's go)
Puffing some of the dankest ganja they could ever serve (low)
Show my soul through bouncing from protools hope it sets you free
And let the thunder pound, the underground my following
Up in Under Armour I don't fuck with y'all designer jeans
Used to do construction with the homies, made a lot of green
Profit, used to petal crack for pop that shit was not the dream
Be wiser now
Put them vices down
Live yo life, don't pay the price for how them prices sound
In my day I was so foolish, thought I'd swipe the crown
Now you in my way, I'm moving through you like a rifle round
There's nothing left to do to em but lie em down
Utilize the time and cause I've got the time to try it now
Certainly, this game is full of babies
Fuck this nursery
If you don't feel the same, go do your thang
Cause I'mma work for me
[Hook: C-Ray]
I don't have a mess for you to see
And never did I ask for this
I have to get some sleep
I've been at it, fighting madness, trynna handle this disease
I would never lead you off the path, get at me if you need
The ingredient

[Verse 2: C-Ray]
Don't be concerned with my maneuvers homie
Trust I'm chilling
It's been my dream to be producing, know we love the feeling
I'm all the way up from the roof, they told me fuck a ceiling
How I'm ahead I take from future homie, Russell Wilson
And you know where I done been
Trynna bring them dollars in
Lots of love, lots of grins
Me and my Apollo twinned and my twin in me
Regé-Jean, history
Cold piece, Mr. Freeze
More weed, Hennessy
And I'm low-key in the trees with the G's with the crease and the piece get to cease
Know that we sick diseased, hit your knees
Bitches please
No, known peace, hit the streets
With the teams, split the fees
They looking for sometime to try to fuck with us
It'll be me and just five of my n***as
Everyone has to go down is the premise
Look at [umbhaco?] the sound is too [finis?]
Chatas and I was a pal with no blemish
Back in to hit with the rack and no tennis
They always knew I'd come back as a menace
Brain, brain, brain
[Hook: C-Ray]
I don't have a mess for you to see
And never did I ask for this
I have to get some sleep
I've been at it, fighting madness, trynna handle this disease
I would never lead you off the path, get at me if you need
The ingredient

[Verse 3: KXNG Crooked]
I started this journey years ago in the past
My future knew that I was ahead of my time
Did it for passion, not the pursuit of cash
Some say I'm one of the greatest ever to rhyme
Used to be
Flat broke homie, my credit declined
Truthfully
I'll admit, I've committed some federal crimes
Beautifully
I danced around that shit like Gregory Hines
Musically
It changed my life with a couple incredible lines
Some of the most incredible lines ever designed
Tougher than leather and pleather combined
Impeccable grind
Predator rhyme
Said I would die
Devil's a lie
Walked in a BET cypher with some of my slaughter disciples and severed his spine
Fed in his prime
Never resigned
I'm, what?
Not in this industry just to fuck around
Hate or shift the paradigm like marathons we run the town (we run the town)
C-O-B we shut em down
Artists with no passion, give em a old-fashioned throat slashing and ask him to say so now
N***a
[Hook: C-Ray]
I don't have a mess for you to see
And never did I ask for this
I have to get some sleep
I've been at it, fighting madness, trynna handle this disease
I would never lead you off the path, get at me if you need
The ingredient