de man in de mirror ,telling me I gat get DAT bag took care of did niggers ,no wonder y dey fuckin sad I'll bi takin ma time u move widit lookout we camin we pop in it can't get ma soul DAT wat I know we never low we take it easy ,den I tell dem to go shit out here man it a war meduser luket at den she froze cause of dis scrim , dis scream ,dis scrime dis scrime ,dis scream, dis scream , dey scrimin ya ya I here de voice dey screamin wachout here came we bring u can imagin wat u living dis shit is dark nat seeing God forgive me i be bin sinin de voices be huntin me dey scrimin ya, dey scrimin 4+ chorus....