This is to my peeps, this is to my ****

I hope your hear it, now listen

'Cause here's a few shit I need you to do for me, right now

Yo, ****, yo, peeps, I hope your listenin'

'Cause here's a some shit I need you to gather up before I'll go creepin'

Are you hearin' it? Now stop the bickerin', my soul is creepin'

When I switch to violence, just tell my peeps to keep it solid

So I was runnin' off the time, the time is comin' for me

Some say that's six senses , I release the seventh, and tell to haunt for me

Got spirits, and nobody knows how deep this is

It's like 666-eighteen, fucking nice to live

So I get why greedy motherfuckers wanna take from me

So, my ****, get the machinery and let's blaze their family

Shit is deep, and it's deeper than what the eye can see

Yeah, I've got sauce, and I'll take your life for me

(So Solid, the Crew)

(Kaishy's singin')

(Don't you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)