[Verse 1]
Ayo Yeoville weed filled in my blunt, broccoli-stained
No obstacle obviously they gone front
Front of the doorway standing like he guarding the commission
That's a mockery obviously I'm gone jump
It was two punks, one had a stregel on left him with a lump
What you n***as want? Looking like two cunts
Stomped the other n***a out scuffing up my new chucks
New fights, what is it about? Talking new bucks
New bucks walking round the block they got rude manners
Acting like I am not the type to ever use hammers
Pray that I lose but if i lose it I'm a loose cannon
Enemies in front of me I load it up and shoot random
Let it off, like a steaming pot
Sitting in the kitchen I decrypted all the schemes they got
It was foresight, one n***a breaking the law
On my own on a off-night pacing the floor
Cigarettes in the ashtray scorched-like
Let me light another one to get my thoughts right
My phone ringing off like...
Let it ring cos right now I ain't tryna talk hype, take it to war
Faces on the floor this shit is a heist
First one to make a sound or make a move is getting iced
This is not the scene to play dice
You ever seen cats play with mice you will pay a price gruesome
This is despite music, rappers is more than a slight nuisance
I gotta put a knife through em
See the blood as it drip and a coward die fruitless
You lived a life truth less, Goodnight Judas
[Interlude]

[Poem]
Tonight you sleep on a bed of nails
For each and every single tale
You told to watch us fail
And the financial sales of your own brethren
Fluttering with sweet utterings of no truth
Heart fluttering for the money
Turning away for your own roots
Fluttering
With butterflies in your stomach
Ready to suffocate your own brothers
Tonight you sleep
Tonight you sleep on a bed of nails

Goodnight Judas x 3