作词 : Cassidy, Reed, Ross, Smith
Yeah, yeah yo 
I'm like a whirlwind spinnin wit words of wisdom 
In the ghetto only promised a hearse and system 
We complete like the solar system 
Play your space, 
I get hungry off of treble and bass and beat breaks 
Everyday be a court date recorded on tape 
Hell Raizah grab the mic and send your show to a wake 
Cut off a snakehead the same way 
I cut off dead weight 
We negotiate wit .38's in a ?nor? face 
GZA came wit the 
Liquid Swords killin you all 
I'm the virus in the street that'll get in your paws 
See me jumpin outta four-doors wit my road dogs 
All you soldiers want wars when you don't know laws 
You be a rap fraud, knock you off the top of 
Billboard 
Besides keyboards, only thing 
I love is the 
Lord G-G Maccabee, 
K-P-P rapidly 
Aiyyo Prodical, ****** is charged wit blasphemy 
Chorus [Hell Razah] 
AND ALL TH
AT HARD RO
CK **** (charged wit blasphemy) 
AND IF YOU'
RE FEELIN 
LIKE AN EN
EMY (come after me) [Killah Priest] 
I heard the sweet words from sour tongues 
Vent poison in the ears of the ?grown-z's? dead head for years 
Shed a tear for the underwear under the stairs 
Left naked in the shame from hunger and fear 
Shots were fired in the darkest moments 
****** missed they targets, hit the homeless when the chrome spit 
Sacreligious, days of atonement 
Sing a praise wit a peace pipe for ****** 
I zone wit 
Priest I blow bread amongst twelve thugs 
Drunk a cup of blood 
We trained the same time 
Peter sprayed a slug 
We all trapped in this dream scared to wake up 
I seen a phantom whisper, grim shadows, shows a blurry picture 
Streets are filled wit goons and bloody ****** 
I seen my friend fall, clutchin holdin his stomach 
Caught him off-guard, foldin his hundred 
It's like a life never ends, never know when it's comin [Trigga] 
Vocal imbalance, a code of silence converses violent 
Live from medalion, ?nometry? dealin equality 
You could stop to see profiles of me 
Mic styles of me, lifestyles of me 
Parallel prophecy, three-sixty degree 
Complete the formation, salute the salvation 
A Wu nation, do the knowledge no hatin 
No misbehavin, lyrical affiliation 
Artist in occupation together maintainin 
Brain stainin, metaphor mutilatin 
This generation, a misleading calculation 
No elevation, time wastin and live chasin [Prodigal Sun] 
A day and night crime scene, livin in the time machine 
Blaze a lime green, six on the spleen over some green 
Surrounded by crooks, a life wit jux and bloody heist 
It's a deadly price but the gun fiend for ice price 
In this hell puzzle filled wit *******, money and trouble 
Stitches, for dummy knuckles crummy ****** up the hustle 
It's a struggle, in jungle wit sin we fondle men 
Plus a prison, ain't no division and no religion 
And inner city chronicle, thugs get caught up astronomical 
Cash phenomenal, blast at your abdominal 
****** is comical, ****** wit the abominal 
Son, I promise you, you won't live to see tomorrow 
Catch a slug in the back of your head at the 
Apollo I'm a hard act to follow, rugged 
Smith like 
Rollo (Let's mark that ass *****) 
Chorus 3x