(Jamie Madrox) Festival of that your holding? Turn full circle, to face with the Omen When I you open I go for your And spit on your soul and slash weak shit apart Competition common and in the way So all you common better watch what you say I ain't friendly And no body asleep You're only slept on cause shit is played and weak Then you slept with the enemy time and And now the only people coming to shows is friends Of your ass, I ain't sorry, I'm kinda glad I admit I took your cd back and it was scratched Should've broke shit in half For your to try and take me For twenty dollars out of my with no apology wanna-be, fly by night, high MC's They call that one Daddy-X Cause he's fifty-three
(Chorus x2 - Violent J & & Shaggy 2 Dope) Burn, smoke fills the sky You the wicked out of me Your is I I to watch you fall, but you're already gone I love to watch you fall, but you're already
(Monoxide Child) Quit taking up shelf homie and just pass the weed And let the mainstream you when or when not to breathe ever fucking diss me Or my crew our shit Or we'll you to the same fucking pigs I see you playing with Come and get You really want to get your piece rattled? All over a rap It's the fame homie, and we don't play 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 day of July You got your eye Get the fuck off the stage and way the legendary hope, here today and gone the next day It a setup, it's the truth and you can deal with it All you're sheltered by that Hollywood deal shit (?) It me sick, I wanna vomit Cause the only thing matters about your album Is who else you got on it