bang it in the trap snap like nigga back in the act with a pack of the louest as the fact and the proudness of my stacks leave me with crowns nest at my sap A1 got my trap banged since day one out the crack ghetto still my same son masonic and its all black like a day out at my forgivness that im rich and we get plaques on are rage songs without a witness but are blaze stung out the racks of are day ones i spit mac on a audio board my vps stacks look like audio boys matroned out the matrix body your boards quick walk it and you all get ignored chalk shit where we all did the porn CIA on some hawk shit but we all hit the floor where we all hide a shit and long live for sure bong hit my boy untill his song hit the shore cheech meets audio aboard we all on record cricket hang bang untill they all hit the morge hung upside down like we all sniffed a boar bacon shit smelly like we all get the lord acapello i could sell you ten tapes and make ur eminems bands ache cramped taint already moms dont get me your spitting moms spagetti plans aint stans sake fuck stan ima take stans cake