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Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Come with us, come the elevator
Shift six billion beneath
the Def Squad dwells
Where dreams and imaginations is only
Loose in a motherfucker's pockets

is Dr. Trevis, coming to you live from WFDS
We're 'From the Side' radio
Niggaz, better get flashlights
'Cause it's black

I travel the Milky and the stars of the Gods
return six billion feet beneath to get cigars
My lyrical format sounds off gun claps
Underground, where you need flashlights and hard
My is ten levels deeper than Jacob's Ladder

Batter the paragraph, after your gall bladder shatter
Nymphomaniac on track when I Flex Funkmaster
Flex, you can bet I'm not playing with a full
I go far beyond hard and pullin' triggers
I just wanna die and come back as the on the river

Zone until I figured how to wake up in the
And the corners of my mouth be foamin' when I'm open
Y'all roughnecks, I cause a threat
My silhouette, who pack smacks niggaz like Treach
through, comin' through, put your hands on your handgun

'Cause I'm crazy off that chronic from my man
I shoot to kill, puff blunts in ville
I be murderin' MC's from up here to
I sweat dark, I get off my shit cock
Yo, yo, yo, that's, E and them

Yo, word up? Yo, going on?
Yo, chill, chill, chill,