[03:49.00]Yeah... This is where I talk s**t (Yeah n*a, talk s**t!)
[03:49.00]Aotp... Lost Cauze, my man Planetary
[03:49.00]What up, Crypt? Yeah
[03:49.00]Vinnie Paz
[03:49.00]All this s**t probably gettin' cut! Yeah!
[03:49.00]"Step through the door, tore the s**t off the hinges"
[03:49.00]Yo, this young buck rowdy, my gun buck loudly
[03:49.00]When I was a buck, they had me locked up down in Buck's County
[03:49.00]But I beat that wrap, you never catch me on a beat that's whack
[03:49.00]I can't eat like that
[03:49.00]Reef that cat who cock back, let the Desi hit you
[03:49.00]When you thought I was just talkin' s**t like Freddie Mitchell
[03:49.00]You ain't ready, is you? I invest in every pistol
[03:49.00]Aim on point like a steady missile
[03:49.00]Heavy fiscal, I need that love, hundreds in dubs
[03:49.00]Where the w**d at? I need that **, cause I'm addicted to it
[03:49.00]Rhyme-boxes start spittin' fluid
[03:49.00]When y'all do it, seem don't nobody listen to it
[03:49.00]Love from Philly all the way to kids in Munich
[03:49.00]Germany, I murder beats and add the difference to it
[03:49.00]Word to Pazienza, smack your men's up, crack your limbs up
[03:49.00]And leave you f**ked up like a Latin's liver
[03:49.00]So listen up
[03:49.00]They be scrapin' your cantaloupe off the pavement
[03:49.00]You know we in the place with the guns in our waist
[03:49.00]Step through the door, tore the s**t off the hinges
[03:49.00]This is the start of you dyin', Plan' spit with the heart of a lion
[03:49.00]The belt of Orion wrapped around your neck with the iron
[03:49.00]Pointed at your f**kin' chest, B*h niggas is cryin'
[03:49.00]I'mma reef the lost cause and we causin' the violence
[03:49.00]We causin' the murder that causin' niggas carryin' burners
[03:49.00]We the cause and effect of life, it's hard to observe us
[03:49.00]You don't understand, we got the upper-hand spittin'
[03:49.00]First you need to over-stand, you soft like under-hand pitchin'
[03:49.00]You could tell I'm a Pun fan when I'm spittin'
[03:49.00]Rappers like me are hard to come by like coppin' Summer Jam tickets
[03:49.00]You need to focus before you think or approach us
[03:49.00]You scream"player" dog, we the coaches
[03:49.00]Too ferocious, bo-guarded, every moment is precious
[03:49.00]You niggas is co-starrin', we the stars of this epic
[03:49.00]Unveilin' the secret is more than fairy tales when we preachin'
[03:49.00]This that '94 Boom Bap s**t that we teachin'
[03:49.00]Cut your head off, guillotine, Henry VIII style
[03:49.00]Y'all remindin' me of Cheddar Bob in 8 Mile
[03:49.00]I wanna see everybody in the place wild
[03:49.00]Anybody move, buck 'em in they face"Blaow!"
[03:49.00]I stay bent daddy night and day
[03:49.00]Show 'em that I care when I send kites to Jay
[03:49.00]It ain't nice, but it's right to say
[03:49.00]It's real, when the cat gone, mice will play
[03:49.00]It's ice today, but tomorrow you breathless
[03:49.00]My team is on the same s**t like collaborative efforts
[03:49.00]We grab at your necklace, there's no other way
[03:49.00]We bring it back to the East like we brother J
[03:49.00]Any f**kin' day, you could come see us
[03:49.00]North, South, West Philly, you don't wanna meet us
[03:49.00]We some wild Puerto Ricans, Italians, Morenos
[03:49.00]F**k it! Let they brains blow
[03:49.00]They be scrapin' your cantaloupe off the pavement
[03:49.00]They be scrapin' your cantaloupe off the pavement
[03:49.00]They be scrapin' your cantaloupe off the pavement
[03:49.00]They be scrapin' your cantaloupe off the pavement