(Jamie Madrox) Festival of What's that your Turn full circle, to face with the Omen I split you open I go for your And on your soul and slash that weak shit apart Competition meets and in the way So all you common motherfuckers better watch you say I friendly bitch And ain't no asleep You're only slept on cause shit is played and weak Then you with the enemy time and again And now the people coming to your shows is friends Of your sorry ass, I sorry, I'm kinda glad I admit I took your cd and said it was scratched Should've broke shit in half For attempt to try and take me For dollars out of my pocket with no apology wanna-be, fly by night, high MC's They call that one Daddy-X Cause he's like
(Chorus x2 - Violent J & & Shaggy 2 Dope) Burn, black fills the sky You the wicked out of me killer is I I love to watch you fall, but you're gone I love to watch you fall, but you're gone
(Monoxide Child) Quit taking up shelf homie and just pass the weed And let the tell you when or when not to breathe Don't ever diss me Or my crew our shit Or feed you to the same fucking pigs I see you playing with and get some You want to get your front piece rattled? All over a rap It's the fame game homie, and we don't that So if you diss me, I'ma find out where folks stay at To say that, they fly, but we don't die And on the twenty-first day of You got eye full Get the fuck off the and make way Like the legendary hope, today and gone the next day It ain't a setup, it's the truth and you can deal it All you're sheltered by that Hollywood deal shit (?) It makes me sick, I wanna Cause the only thing matters about your album Is who you got rapping on it