PART 1

Livin life
I been trynna do that
Oh y’all did it twice
Y'all be soundin like wack

Roll the dice
And See how far we can get
I'm just getting right
Till you ear this wild set

Tell me Who you talkin to?
Thought you knew
Man this be sockin you pal

Went too far
To be gettin too calm
Get away’ fore I'm cursing you out

Fuckin with me?
Tell me what yo jay count
What do you see?
When your ear this tune out
Man this too foul
And this be fascinatin
Perpetratin
Every single person's ear lobe
Pass the class
Effortless
Vision like my eyes find glow

Should I take it slow?
I’m offin a bunch
Tunes string out
Like they played in a church
Might go act out
After calming a bunch
´Cause you never do know
Who gets thrown in the junk

Man I'm blastin you
Time to bow (bow)
Name a motehrfcuker who don't feel the sound
This be my child I be German Father
And I'll tell you right now that the mode is slaughter

Man the Mode is slaughter
Fuck you all
Don't pick the call
... Back at it now
Pass it round
Tuc and you bunk
Crew too live when we off of the skunk
Ear 2 lies that be more then the sum
Of what I get from my guys in the time of a month

Blastin you because this it's nothin new
It’s routine like the 1's and 2's
Tie your shoes
Kick who goes at you
Because We never bow down for no stupid crew

And motherfuckers peacocks now
Feathers crackin every time they try to show out
2 drinks then you pass out
And motherfuckers think they too wild?
Ok man I been done there yeah I done that man it's borin now
So guess I'll ... chill in my room with a forest pal and smoke some till the the forrest go
We got the hardest style

PART 2

I been thinkin' bout
All the differents ways we producin a sound
Bite my toungue now the brains are out
Had that on you can drop ‘em now
I be tunin’ out
Like mechanical
Go bite flows
See yo stomach full

Blood so cold
Like a crocodile
Yeah I'm a crocodile

Shortie asked me should I grab her now?
I slap her face send her off and about
I give 2 fucks like a fast to blow
If she cool wth it I might tap her gal

People tell me
I'll be the people blow
So here you go this that people flow
So Off and off u go
Yeah off and off u go

Oh my God

You about to be passin out
Funk moshpit this that crazy crowd
Once you get in man you can't be found

Build this rap street ‘till an avenue
Get it snowballin ‘till we hittin you
Time we stich it up
Change the point of view

PART 3

This ain't hard locks
Cash vaults
And all this bitches seem they need an ass lock

It’s membership revoked
'soon you act soft
Though I gave a fuck about you
Got me really shocked shocked

(In) brown .. imaginary cars
On this bridge
They may took us somewhere
I just don't know where that place it is

I got uppers for the mind
I got downers for the piss
I'm just playing with you homie
What the fuck you think it is?

...

Chats get muddy
See the church up on the background
Lookin’ for somethin’ never had it simply not found
A matter of comparin this tha trully shock sound
Feel the shots blow
See this is strong pal

If you had 7 different balls´
Eighty shopping malls
Prolly tell you all to lick some balls
Leave the kids involved
I recall
When they told me not
It ain’t possible
See you ‘round
This ain't logical
This that maste flow

Bye bye