my son you gotta trust or it just blows away all day like dust cos now you gotta know i gave you context when we heard it correct now we connecting ahead so it flexes again inperspective when i turn my neck an my head to respond to what i heard you clearly said already embedded never deflecting enemies is destined like when the call connects hella concerned burn whatevers comin up next what you learning is a serving left direct from the chest its my word an defence like the nest of a crow watchin as you present unrest will build untill it blows with indelible flow then an impeccable zone mad knowledge so incredibly known also those who were sensibly shown then watching as this tension just grows only thing matters now is if your intention is found like when a suspension turns in to weekend detention they never mentioned this sup so ahead of tomorrow try an haggle then borrow beats banging but the master will follow right out of my burrow watch it twist like Gummo or harmony Korine on the letterman show bad ol wish you hid it in the shadows depending on the test check it out fuck ya flex when your reppin the west in an out when it blows around an your down south lookin outside pushin the kush so low to the ground cant smell the meth cooking hits ya nose an ya know it imposed so ya know this shits gotten mad toxic if its rotten just drop this shit i got the whole obnoxious wish list my team wont ever slow down like that lake Chernobyl right below them dark clouds reactors heat its boiling now it descends then glows white phosphorus is fallin down endless action catchin all them chemical rections compacting when its found out you wanted action impacting like a hack or hacker its attackin so jack it when your makin those tracks with the dopest ill raps put it all right back on the wax like brain tax featuring Dax the battle facts best prepared like the saddle as i charge in on a horse back weapons an arms no lackin battle axe combatin by standers lookin at us wack they lose or they getting the sack cos they never listen too focussed on what they think it will never hit it a warning so watch ya slippery lip kid an stop talkin all them porkies an that smack shit dismissing your vision its like the quick an the dead before you lay down now hella sick in ya bed begin to pray now shots going off all over ya head every sin in sin city now the wicked in ya will limit ya sound what matters before an after we bounce out inch by inch connected from the start now except your passive but you proud dont you know the contradiction will stick with ya naturally listen bitch this shit grows so illicit i flip flows like the clip glows in an automatic gun show they bucklin cos we never use a friend zone the whole team will rush in to ya end zone like some Endone any opiates now ya feelin stoned still have to move tho so they end up giving it up flippin it up cos they thinking they recieving an offer to set it all off like the spring kicks it back like some nasty old rat trap flicked it back when i locked the latch watched the clock at the cost of my best spot i had to drop then swap cos my top got made fermented hops in my bottles gettin chased but they poppin off shots from the cannons of cops hittin an smashing they cant stop now this moonshine i cant swap god damn jacks get back in ya box you got a knack for clearing the clots cos the heart cant stop an my mask gets a pass cos the officer cant identify any men of mine behind the enemy line yo we ahead of our time as i torment an wreck every black an white line patch it up an if it falls apart i guarantee that its cos of your lies from the start it was obvious why taking pot shots then watch as you'd run n then hide then when your busted gettin cussed an you cry