Beat my chest before I engage in guerilla warfare, 2024 torchbearers

We already hired your pallbearers, haul a carcass to the light bearer, he don't know that he staying right here

For y'all, you fight or flight, for me, it's all fear, it ain't real

**** wake up in a locked cell, hearings for appeals to be granted, they still in the field

Cotton picking with chains bought with the circuit deal

I don't really get pissed when they talk shit but I stay with clips

Circumcise a dickhead, this rapper can never tip

You drawing attention when you causing rifts, so what we do? we light a spliff

Entertain the myths, pouring a cheap vodka fifth for my **** out in the mist

Up in them mountains, this like my sixth lager

A father maintaining his youth in this fountain, that's the water we harbor

I don't care to save Hip-hop, if y'all the heroes, I'll turn y'all to martyrs

These sonnets used to be sonic, now the poetry watered down, whitewashed

Something like that Jah Rastafari to Jesus pipeline

They don't care or care too much for the phonics

It's like rap without the chronic

If Dre never left Compton, Dot ain't bang bompton, seeings colors we ain't fond of

Shit we know who the true don is

The Poet of Babylon

Ankh necklace made of onyx

Raw material for the fraudulent

Protection from the molochs

Mal is for the children

You can't try to cure this like they try to do with mutants

Pops tried to get me away from music, in his compartment's a straight cutter, Montecristo Cuban

Real rap

Real smoke

Big tokes, ****