Day 0

It's a new crop, we the crème though On their downswing we crescendo Blood, blood, blood what the pen flow To clear your haze, here some days with Yen Lo Was bopping through every possible obstacle My options grew until the cops pursue But I'm here to win they can't stop the flu All the kids napped, you was hostage too If you don't dig me it's no biggie I'ma keep the faith Streets be laced, it's a decent pace for a steeplechase Evil days the most peligro ways to reach a safe Aso bloody, in the study we a peaceful race Wild plays, foul ways, blamming with the cannon Strayed that's how I stayed, standing in the famine Whenever in doubt the first one to get it out Thought cursed, till I ain't die of thirst in the drought Here they quick to shoot you, my movie vague Of course I'm sick. I was living through the plague Distraught talk of when I stalked as peasant Still hot-headed from when I walked the desert Every step I had to rep, no thought was pleasant Used to eat off of bird, now I'm off the pheasant It's great to hold your own weight, no kickstand A big man could pull hisself out that quicksand Blood, blood, blood Is what the pen flow (pen flow) It's a new crop. We the crème though To clear your haze here some days with Yen Lo