[Intro]
[I welcome you all, together we stand. United we fall]

[Verse 1: D-Spillz]

Welcome to the motherfucking underground hustle
Where we all shine n***a, and we still struggle
With the fans, a stand, a slam a jam
You shoulda rock it down the block
With the bam da bam
You hear it bumping down the freeway
Headed to the next side of town, steady sniffin' popping droppin' the CA
Canada, Shout out to France and the homie "Tuff lah"
Cause he mixes up the beats mane
Sending out a shoutout to the one and one PTB
For putting murder music cracking on the streets mane
Another shoutout to the BMD cause they hungry and they at us So you know they gonna eat mane
We don't need fame, but it sure be nice
To get a little bit of change, and get the fuck up out the street life. (?) Be right
One time, for the homies at the deranged house
(?) Keep it banged out
Yung dro vids, always running out of biz
What it is, cause the fuckers, the juggalos and the strange crowd
(?Making the noise?) and I'm hearing 'em all
Cause they my boys and they ready to roll
I see the voice (?so bury a hoe?)
And let 'em know
It's the way I flow
And this underground shit don't go