[Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt [Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz] Where ya going, you fucked with the crew Heatseeker locked on slowly killing you Feet ground pounding sweat dripping fast A blast from the past, hot lead in ya ass I’m not staying calm, get ready to be harmed Dragged thru blocks setting off car alarms Let’s go bar for bar, I am the bomb Like an IED, rip off both ya arms How you gon’ resign from shit you never did Sounding like these mumblin’ industry kids I’m the Ace of Spades, so off with ya lid Don’t try to hide, send rounds where you live I got it where you get it, used what you didn’t Dreams became real, custom made fitted Block officanado, Lecxs circled the globe I gained experience, you just got old You know I gets busy, like machete cuts deep My pistols shoot thru no matter where you sleep We don’t need to talk, just wear ya cleats Furniture will move next time we meet I keep my gear laced up, ready to race Many years later you in the same place Crying like a bitch, tears run down ya face Posting pictures on social media space Let’s shoot a fair one key word shoot In ya asshole I’m burying timb boots Only soft thing are these mother fucking flutes I’m a bury you deeper than Amistad roots Lecxs a predator so my offspring are raptors Veggie type cats are not who I’m after I run you down, ya whole team gets captured Killing ya aight, cause that’s all that matters [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt [Verse 2: Katie Tropp] I’m calculated I know what to say, This is how you know that I don’t make a mistake, I know you’re fucking fake and a two faced, Jealous bitch who just can’t keep pace, Silly rabbit rappin’ ain’t for kids, And I’m a fucking killer with my lyrics, My weapon is my mouth so keep your fucking dick, Because it will be gone if I’m near it, My twisted mind just can’t relate, To this politically correct day in age, Touch a bitch on her shoulder it’s practically rape, And every stupid topic becomes the great debate, None of you are real you’re just stuck on yourself, Posted up on Twitter like everybody else, Don’t do a damn thang complaining to yourself, Acting like you changed the World when no one needed help, Get real problems you fucking cunt, We live in a Country where we can do what we want, You got it so easy you gotta make up, Fake ass problems you’re all fucking nuts, This is why I always stay solo, No one can handle me or my flow yo, Ain’t got no lube when I fuck you with my dildo, I know that I’m out my mind on the real though, You need me to cause a reaction, Cuz all you stupid fucks need a distraction, From your pointless life of inaction, But nothing adds up because I’m subtracting, All of ya’ll you don’t deserve this life, You take it for granted don’t enjoy the ride, At the end of the tunnel you don’t see no light, Just me and Big Lecxs it’s Blaqman aight?! [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt If ya with Blaqman Records just say aight If ya feeling Blaqman Records just say aight If ya down wit Blaqman Records just say aight Just say aight, let me here it aighttttttt

[Intro: Katie Tropp] This song is dedicated to all whack rappers! BITCH! [Verse 1: Katie Tropp] You stupid mother fuckers brag about making moves, But in reality you can’t even count to two, Let alone write a song and that’s the truth, Don’t understand this business you fuckin’ fools, You doing this for all the wrong reasons, This ain’t no fairy tale you need to stop dreamin’, You ain’t the one that everybody’s seekin’, You bout ta be turned out and left leakin’, Too lazy to do it by yourself, Waiting on some free money from somebody else, That’s not the way it works invest in yourself, Then no one else can take away your wealth, But what do I know I’m just a white bitch, Got more talent than you fuckers in my right fist, You don’t like this in the slightest, Once I’m done with you all we’ll hear is silence! [Hook: Katie Tropp] Most of you rappers don’t know how to act right, That’s no surprise cuz you can’t read or write, This is business it’s more than just rhymes, I know you bout ta cry, You know you actin’ like a…BITCH! Most of you rappers don’t know how to act right, That’s no surprise cuz you can’t read or write, This is business it’s more than just rhymes, I know you bout ta cry, You know you actin’ like a…BITCH! [Verse 2: Lecxs Ahziz] My lyrics lurk deep, bathed in dark Until I squeeze and make my Kimber bark Cold blooded killer, great white shark Four five to ya muzzle, blows brains apart Blaqman Records, EPMD type of business I feel recoil so you can feel my realness Drill into ya molars, can ya feel this Got bitches crying, cause I’m relentless Back the fuck up, please calm down Keep opening ya mouth and keep eating rounds Ain’t shit funny about a paperwork clown Missed publishing got ya social media bound I have little patience, peel ya skin quick Ya girls in my basement riding dick So ask yourself, who you fucking with Blaqmans the shit and you can get it bitch! [Hook: Katie Tropp] Most of you rappers don’t know how to act right, That’s no surprise cuz you can’t read or write, This is business it’s more than just rhymes, I know you bout ta cry, You know you actin’ like a…BITCH! Most of you rappers don’t know how to act right, That’s no surprise cuz you can’t read or write, This is business it’s more than just rhymes, I know you bout ta cry, You know you actin’ like a…BITCH! BITCH!

[Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space [Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz] Everything you say, is standard bullshit Open up ya face and inhale these bullets It’s a jungle out there so I’ma Terry Crewes it Lecxs an old cat stepping on the new kids Eff the internet beef, I crockpot shit 3400 sq ft, I left my imprint I carried the weight even when your man slid You got chocked out, just like McGregor did Can’t stand a fake and I’m hard to deal with Old school, Steven Seagal hard to kill shit Let the bullets hit me, I’ll leak the realness Infatuated by shit that’ll get ya killed quick Ladies drinking jewels searching for treasure Love going deep, pelvic pounding pleasure Cats need to follow this hip Hop Ezra Got the coordinates, SM6 about to dead ya Can’t meet in the middle you won’t pull ya weight Gang of chimpanzees fucking with an ape Even though I give knowledge, y’all wanna be raped Then wanna complain when your rear is gaped We’re not equal, I’m not better than you We’re different, I’m solid and you’re see thru You’re whole team is chuck, Lecxs is Wagu Rock hard dude going against Pikachus [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space [Verse 2: Katie Tropp] When you see me at first you be like yeah right, But you ain’t aware that I’m out my mind, You can’t see past my looks you’re just blind, I’m gonna make it really happen when I gouge your eyes, I am not the one you can hypnotize, No matter what you say I will not comply, I don’t wanna fit in with the rest of you guys, Because your way of thinking I despise, I’m elevating to another level, My life to you is so suspenseful, You will never get it I’m an intellectual, Every word I spit makes you hysterical, It would be a miracle if you shut your face, I’ma take it medieval hit you with a mace, Knock every single bone outta place, And do it with a grin plastered on my face, I’m here to erase every stereotype, That has been implanted in your feeble minds, Time to transform call me Tropptimus Prime, Taking over the World one rhyme at a time, Blaqman is the team we shoot for dynasty, Lecxs and Katie like Belichick and Brady, Always on top while the rest keep hating, Ya’ll keep crying while we’re dominating, This is hip hop that’s why we keep it real, I got bars forever I don’t got a deal, Not an opiate you can’t swallow this pill, The way I make you feel is so surreal! [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space You wanna dance with the ape, I’ll eat ya face Welcome dumb dumbs to invade ya space

[Intro: Katie Tropp] What up? I got a story to tell and it ain’t no fairytale! [Verse 1: Katie Tropp] At the age of two you kicked me to the curb, Ya never looked back I never heard a word, You knew where I was I wouldn’t know where to search, Even if I found you you’d leave me in the lurch, Cowardly bastard all the way until the end, I will never know what was running through your head, What were you like do we weave like thread, Now I’ll never know because you’re fucking dead, The truth is it’s always been that way, At a young age I was full of rage, But I didn’t need you I still turned out okay, Had to battle through plenty of thangs, I heard you watched me from a distance, But to me that doesn’t even make a difference, We are who we are you were non-existent, I lived a whole life and you fucking missed it! [Chorus: Katie Tropp] We ain’t got no father figure, We ain’t got no father figure, We ain’t got no father figure, We ain’t got no father figure! [Verse 2: Lecxs Ahziz] Born into this world on my pounds and ounces Moms stayed and played pops kept bouncing I was in the streets so I had a big mouth My uncle stepped in no pops in the house Cursing at my teachers made school tough Whoopings from my moms made home rough If you fucked with my man then you got touched The Bethea’s held me down, I love that bunch Since the early days my pops wasn’t there He never explained why life ain’t fair Pops and moms divorced, left us in despair He got remarried, had kids, about us he didn’t care But I don’t give a fuck, for my kids, I’m there Survived New York streets and am I still here My father left me to build a throne and heirs And I will leave my kids with millions to spare [Chorus: Katie Tropp] We ain’t got no father figure, We ain’t got no father figure, We ain’t got no father figure, We ain’t got no father figure! We ain’t got no father figure, We ain’t got no father figure, We ain’t got no father figure, We ain’t got no father figure!

[Verse 1: Katie Tropp] I know you wanna fuck but you’re too fucking scared, My vagina will rip your head right from your neck, I must confess that’s a good guess, I’m a fucking bitch is what to expect, I’d rather rule with fear while I’m stuck here, If I die alone I won’t shed a tear, I don’t need you stupid people to try to interfere, Get your negativity out my atmosphere, All I’m trying to do is a kill a beat, While the rest of you rappers try to be sweet, Some of you dudes are wearing my jeans, That’s fucking gay I’m a size twenty three, I hope you understand I meant to offend, Because rappers today I can’t comprehend, Can’t hear what you say while you giving head, Gotta pay those dues to the executive! [Chorus: Katie Tropp] (That’s right ya’ll) We just gotta make they head knock! (Uh huh) We just gotta make they head knock! (That’s right ya’ll) We just gotta make they head knock! (It’s Blaqman Records) We just gotta make they head knock! (Uh huh Uh huh) We just gotta make they head knock! (Yeeaahhh) We just gotta make they head knock! [Verse 2: Lecxs Ahziz] Let’s get it straight, my thoughts are twisted Kimber keeps screaming, spines are shifting Yes I did it, so I’m digging ditches Stitches for snitches not minding they business Hit you with the 4 x 2 it’s a crime Busting off when I see you, chalk line A penny for ya thoughts, but I wanna dime Like the Feds, financially fucking ya mind Got you drunk and drugged, steady balling Lecxs is rottweilering, my team steady mauling This man on fire got you Christopher Walken Removin molars, mumble rappers talking No matter how it seems, I’m the ace on the team Can’t escape me I’m a fiend in ya dreams The yak in yo drink, the weight on ya beam The shooter hitting you as you leave Krispy Kreme [Chorus: Katie Tropp] (That’s right ya’ll) We just gotta make they head knock! (Uh huh) We just gotta make they head knock! (That’s right ya’ll) We just gotta make they head knock! (It’s Blaqman Records) We just gotta make they head knock! (Uh huh Uh huh) We just gotta make they head knock! (Yeeaahhh) We just gotta make they head knock!

[Chorus: Katie Tropp] No features, Fuck you, Don’t wanna work with you! No features, Fuck you, Don’t wanna work with you! [Verse 1: Katie Tropp] Whack little rappers best get outta my way, Katie Tropp is here to shit on your day, I got the fuckin’ mic to your dismay, My rhymes make yours look like child’s play, I dunno why you act so entitled, Like someone owes you shut your pie hole, I’ve written so much like it’s my own Bible, Get on your knees and worship your idol, I don’t have time for none of ya’ll, I keep going for days while you stuck in stall, You know I’m gonna laugh when you fall, Enjoy it even more as you beg and crawl, This is not ego I’m just speaking truth, That I can murder all of ya’ll in the booth, If you up for the challenge well that’s cool, I got the fuckin’ paddle and I’m taking ya’ll to school! [Chorus: Katie Tropp] No features, Fuck you, Don’t wanna work with you! No features, Fuck you, Don’t wanna work with you! [Verse 2: Lecxs Ahziz] You mothers lucky I spazz out on paper I’m real fucked up, my lyrics will rape ya Little ass monkeys ya fucking wit an ape bra So understand Kimber will gape ya I bare back thick, then I break backs If that’s your main chick don’t even ask Lecxs painful just like a train crash Even your main man, will duck and dash Tell ya whole crew I’ll leave you black and blue So what you gonna do when we gunning for you You neighbors Perrier fucking see thru Louis the 13th and I’m very old too Shut your mouth trick just eat a dick Fuck wit Lecxs and he will split ya clit Dump on ya team cause you’re irrelevant Shoot thru ya face leave speech impediments [Chorus: Katie Tropp] No features, Fuck you, Don’t wanna work with you! No features, Fuck you, Don’t wanna work with you! No features, Fuck you, Don’t wanna work with you! No features, Fuck you, Don’t wanna work with you!

[Intro: Katie Tropp] Oh my God! Lecxs rappers these days are so fucking whack! [Verse 1: Katie Tropp] Listen up mumble rappers this shit ain’t for you, I know it’s hard for you to think of a rhyme or two, You the dumbest mother fucker to step into the booth, If you wanna go against me get ready to lose, Cardi B ain’t got shit on me, We all know that B stands for Busted Nicki, The difference between us is I’m a real MC, And all your lyrics are due to ghostwriting, In hip hop it’s all about respect, But rappers these days got a defect, Got that hand out with no work ethic, So ignorant you can barely form a sentence, When I say budget you get a blank stare, Like I just took your last gasp of air, If you can’t invest in you get the fuck outta here, If you livin’ on a dream you get fucked in the rear! [Chorus: Katie Tropp & Lecxs Ahziz] Shut the fuck up! And kill yourself, I said shut the fuck up! And kill yourself! Shut the fuck up! And kill yourself, I said shut the fuck up! And kill yourself! [Verse 2: Lecxs Ahziz] Cats giving up their soul for a platinum cable Y’all are the reasons why Cain killed Abel I spit the truth and I run the label Married to this shit I will stay faithful People think I’m selfish I reply so Chicks wink at me now it’s time to blow If I killed you, no one would know Screwdriver thru ya lungs so you can die slow Please Shut up and kill your fucking self On my method man, release yo delf I love trophies end up on my shelf Decapitated, son I’m bad for ya health Call me a monkey but I’m really an ape This shit’s happening, you're getting raped Batteries in socks have ya body reshaped And I got a 45 that’ll eat ya damn face [Chorus: Katie Tropp & Lecxs Ahziz] Shut the fuck up! And kill yourself, I said shut the fuck up! And kill yourself! Shut the fuck up! And kill yourself, I said shut the fuck up! And kill yourself!

[Intro: Katie Tropp] Nothing’s coming through on the mic… [Verse 1: Katie Tropp] Hey stupid how ya fuckin’ doing? My name is Katie and I hate all you humans, A bunch of losers who are completely useless, No way you can keep up you got too many excuses, Hate on me because I’m driven, Everything I’ve earned you think has been given, But sucks for you you about to witness, Something no one’s ever seen I stay lifted, I’m gifted but you don’t care, I keep my secrets cuz I don’t share, Cuz I know you a fake I don’t want you in my atmosphere, If you ain’t around I won’t shed a tear, I’m savage like a beast, Give me a plate and you know I’ma eat, I know you thinking she’s too skinny, But I’ma make you pay if you fuck wit me! [Hook: Katie Tropp] Genius without the ego, We the best we let our work show. Genius without the ego, We the best we let our work show. [Verse 2: Lecxs Ahziz] I told Katie I sin and I’m a has been Ask them they’ll say he’ll fuck ya moms friends Mind ya business, get yours in the end See the grin, now some shits bout to begin Have you choking in need of the heimlich Yes I eat pussy, don’t need to be reminded Back up, my shine leaves you blinded If ya bodies in the desert, who will find it Neighbors are assinine, now ya kids bastards Won’t knuckle up, afraid to get that ass whipped Ya chick bent over so I had to smash it In both holes till I made that ass drip Uh oh, I’m well above average I’m a genius and I’m a savage Break idiots down cause the are average Bang’em in the face till they have brain damage! [Hook: Katie Tropp] Genius without the ego, We the best we let our work show. Genius without the ego, We the best we let our work show. Genius without the ego, We the best we let our work show. Genius without the ego, We the best we let our work show.

[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz] I’m the epitome of everything thing you hate Let me say it better, shut your face Too old for this shit and can’t change my race If you wanna get it, name the time and place Talk that bull shit, Kimber eats ya face Pushing half a century, kids stay in ya place You cats ain’t shit, ya’ll have been erased Fucking with a beast, time to close the case You slap back, I clap back, you got killed Give you my government, I’m on top of the hill Old school chills, Michael Jackson type thrills You cats are soft feel like Stephanie Mills 16 to 32 full blown studio Foot to ya ass, five toes in ya booty hole Spit that real shit, where you wanna go Heaven or hell I’ll open the door Leave ya leaking out, all of ya margaritas Making widows out of pretty senoritas Kept it moving, I’ll make the pain reach ya Did Hail Marie’s, tired of seeing preachers Yall smell like vagina, every time ya speaking Don’t get gassed, meth got you tweaking Have you stripped, butt naked, streaking I saw ya reaching, the four five started leaking [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] Every time I see you, you talking shit So I’m a have to put five across your lips This ain’t personal so please don’t trip Act up and you can get pistol whipped Same Blaqman different shit, same result Fucking with us is bad for ya health I’m the semi automatic 19-11 stealth My partners revolver wil make ya face melt [Verse 2: Katie Tropp] I’m the epitome of everything you hate, A loud mouth bitch who’s in your face, I enjoy fucking up your day, And I hope you blow out your brains, I mean that shit from the bottom of my heart, Cuz I ain’t got one I was demented from the start, All I really wanna do is rip you all apart, The human race is the worst killing is my art, Splattered blood in a tub what did I just do, Busted in krazy grin shooting up the room, Take your life with this knife I ain’t asking who, Just a waste in my space now you gotta move, Six feet deep is too good for you, I have no respect for you fools, I’ma let you rot in your stool, Even the buzzards won’t pick at you, Violent tendencies I don’t try to hide, I wear it on my sleeve check the fucking knife, You can see it in my name I wear it with pride, When you fucking see it take it as a sign, Better run and hide cuz I smell fear, You don’t wanna be close if I’m near, I will slit your throat from ear to ear, Then take a fucking selfie smile wide dear! [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] Every time I see you, you talking shit So I’m a have to put five across your lips This ain’t personal so please don’t trip Act up and you can get pistol whipped Same Blaqman different shit, same result Fucking with us is bad for ya health I’m the semi automatic 19-11 stealth My partners revolver will make ya face melt Every time I see you, you talking shit So I’m a have to put five across your lips This ain’t personal so please don’t trip Act up and you can get pistol whipped Same Blaqman different shit, same result Fucking with us is bad for ya health I’m the semi automatic 19-11 stealth My partners revolver will make ya face melt

[Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] When I sniped enemies, it was never you When I murked overseas, it was never you it was never you, it was never you it was never you, it was never you At the end of my scope, it was never you At the end of a rope, it was never you But now it’s all you, it is all you, it is all you, it’s all you [Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz] We up early, going the same direction Never watched my back cause you my reflection When life gets hard, I’m harder than erection Someone effs with you, I’m ill like an infection You the fool now, go cry in a car Cause you’re a tool now, falling like a star The memories of you, deep like a scar Painful, but I’m leave you right where you are When I talked, you never listened Your life was dull, I made you glisten Everything you need, came like Christmas Someone better than me, ya must be kidding Days into weeks months into years Kept fucking up, so here comes the tears Roll up them sleeves, shits real in here You got to go, get the fuck out of here [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] When I sniped enemies, it was never you When I murked overseas, it was never you it was never you, it was never you it was never you, it was never you At the end of my scope, it was never you At the end of a rope, it was never you But now it’s all you, it is all you, it is all you, it’s all you [Verse 2: Katie Tropp] When I look in the mirror I’ma tell you what I see, A krazy fucking bitch oh wait that’s me, I am not the one to fulfill your fantasies, I won’t ever change not even in your dreams, I am too stubborn to ever conform, Always think for myself since the day I was born, No fucks given through societies scorn, I’m gonna keep it moving through this storm, Always ready to battle so come get some, I’m a fucking asshole to be quite blunt, You cannot handle this fucking cunt, Your brain I will rattle cuz I do what I want, When you have confidence it can upset the weak, This is how I figure out who surrounds me, My circle is small that’s the way I wanna keep, It ain’t got the time to be herding sheep! [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] When I sniped enemies, it was never you When I murked overseas, it was never you it was never you, it was never you it was never you, it was never you At the end of my scope, it was never you At the end of a rope, it was never you But now it’s all you, it is all you, it is all you, it’s all you

[Verse 1: Katie Tropp] Up in the studio just finished a session, Now it’s time to kick back and ease our stresses, Pack the Hashisha with perfection, Inhale the smoke exhale aggression, Kick back with the homie and share a good laugh, This mutha fucka bout to knock us on our ass, Got us some munchies that will prolly go fast, But it’s all good cuz we had a blast, We passed around the hookah like it was our lungs, After awhile I couldn’t feel my tongue, But I ain’t about to stop I don’t give a fuck, I been smokin’ for years like a champion, I look around the room that’s filled with smoke, Take another puff with a cough and a choke, You always gonna that even if you pro, When you on the hookah that’s just the way it goes! [Chorus: Katie Tropp] Pass that hookah, Get lost in my thoughts, Into the smoke! Pass that hookah, Get lost in my thoughts, Into the smoke! [Verse 2: Lecxs Ahziz] Lights camera action I’m about to blaze Watermelon sheesha turned into a haze Now I’m laid back like a brand new fade It’s Blaqman baby and I’m glad ya came Throughout the week motherfuckers gonna test At the hookah got me feeling no stress Breathe in deep, push out, bench press Burn a lil something, put ya lungs to the test Yes… I’m feeling every sensation Any negativity is changed like a station Hookahs passed don’t fuck up the rotation If you a novice stay in ya place man This Middle East sheesh, made to fade ya Shit you smoking on, let me upgrade ya Vibe with the team, show how we made ya Into to a motherfucking Blaqman playa [Chorus: Katie Tropp] Pass that hookah, Get lost in my thoughts, Into the smoke! Pass that hookah, Get lost in my thoughts, Into the smoke! [Verse 3: Katie Tropp] Something’s gonna kill me if it ends up being this, That is not a problem mind your business, I’m not supposed to live forever sometimes I need a fix, Gotta ease my mind that’s just how it is, My eyes feel heavy now I’m feelin’ good, Take another toke just because I could, Smokin’ so much call me fire wood, I’m about to light up the whole neighborhood, You can’t keep up so stay the fuck out, Mumble rap bitches this won’t be near your mouth, First thing you gotta do is take the dick out, It’s too late though you already turned out, My feet are kicked up as the time ticks away, The krazy hasn’t stopped running through my brain, This is how you know you can never call me sane, I just woke up it’s time to do it all again! [Chorus: Katie Tropp] Pass that hookah, Get lost in my thoughts, Into the smoke! Pass that hookah, Get lost in my thoughts, Into the smoke! [Verse 4: Lecxs Ahziz] Oh shit, I got middle earth thoughts On my sheesha while ya smoking newports When we in a session no need to retort Just burn lil something let ya lungs import Day after day, then hour after hour Mumbling fucks I wanna give em lead showers My brain keep racing, let’s get at these cowards Trying too hard but ya rose pedal flowers Cause I can go hard and I can go deep Whether in ya chick, or on a beat Smokes the activity lets me release And keeps you motherfuckers safe in the streets Everything I say, I know you don’t get it I’ll release ya essence, take away ya spirit But for now, I smoke to get lifted And keep from putting my fo five in ya fitted [Chorus: Katie Tropp] Pass that hookah, Get lost in my thoughts, Into the smoke! Pass that hookah, Get lost in my thoughts, Into the smoke!

[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz] The air is thin, my pressures on boil Losing moisture, like I'm buried in the soil I don't anticipate or wait for recoil Lecxs hard like steel yall aluminum foil We speak in different languages, y'all be acting Breaking backs wrestling, like Bob Backland Throw a couple of numbers Lecxs is packing Heavy breathing flame throwing six century dragon When we leave home we 9 to the zero Don't press ya luck you'll need a hero Over 45 with a 45, getting dinero Keep laughing and get killed by a weirdo Lecxs welcome to wars son bring it to me Banging MC’s like an MPC How ya gone get it, can ya third eye see That I’m a 4 horseman there's a beast in me You cats are soft and mushy, like RAGU Think about approaching the vet, don't do I'm riding thru the city, scoping you Wanna get at me, I can smell you Over 300 horses crushing the interstate Redlining, gears grinding, blowing by jakes On my own level upgrading my spaces Son I'm dumb dumbs invading faces Making my own rules gin and guava juice Talk shit, catch a hole in ya triple goose Doubled up my stable son, Bruce Bruce On my UFC while cowards wanna a truce I am on one son, I cause mass hysteria Straight thru tissue like a hymen, I’m tearing ya Jump in ya skin, Matrix, now I’m wearing ya Ghost face with the mask, now who’s scaring ya [Chorus: Katie Tropp] It’s Blaqman baby, feel it in ya throat Fuck all the bull shit, let’s party and smoke Can you feel it baby, let me take a toke I’m on one now I’m about to let it go It’s Blaqman baby, feel it in ya throat Fuck all the bull shit, let’s party and smoke Can you feel it baby, let me take a toke I’m on one now I’m about to let it go [Verse 2: Katie Tropp] I got you all shook scared to look like I’m Mobb Deep, Katie Tropp and Lecxs coming through yo we got heat, Forty five times two make a mother fucker bleed, Get down on your knees bitch I hear you cry and plead, All you need to know is that I’m a real one, Look you in the eyes while you die I’m a villain, Fuck a super hero put your hands to the ceiling, I don’t wanna be your friend I just wanna kill ya, I’m out my mind even though I got control, You know I got that Motown spirit you can feel my soul, Stomp your fucking lights out leave a mud hole, Even Barry Gordy knows this bitch like whoa, I set the tempo like a metronome, Got the red dot pointed at your dome, Bout ta turn you into mist you’re gonna explode, Tell fucking E.T. to phone your ass home, Times up this ain’t a hashtag, This is your only warning coming from Blaqman, We bout to take over with that real rap, All you mumble rappers are just our pound pads, In the studio you couldn’t keep up, This little white girl got you looking like a chump, Always keep it moving never in a slump, While you searching for some words and you ain’t got one, I’ll give you some suck my dick, You ain’t on my level you ain’t built for this, The foundation is solid the ground won’t split, You’re only headed to the top to jump from it, That’s cool you just did me a favor, Now I ain’t gotta worry about killing ya later, I ain’t got no mercy for you fabricators, I’m an assassin the lyrical terminator! [Chorus: Katie Tropp] It’s Blaqman baby, feel it in ya throat Fuck all the bull shit, let’s party and smoke Can you feel it baby, let me take a toke I’m on one now I’m about to let it go It’s Blaqman baby, feel it in ya throat Fuck all the bull shit, let’s party and smoke Can you feel it baby, let me take a toke I’m on one now I’m about to let it go It’s Blaqman baby, feel it in ya throat Fuck all the bull shit, let’s party and smoke Can you feel it baby, let me take a toke I’m on one now I’m about to let it go It’s Blaqman baby, feel it in ya throat Fuck all the bull shit, let’s party and smoke Can you feel it baby, let me take a toke I’m on one now I’m about to let it go

[Intro: Katie Tropp] Cypher session part two! [Verse 1: Katie Tropp] The mic dangles above like I’ma knock you out, I enter the ring ready to rock this crowd, I look around while my heart starts to pound, I’m ready to go and battle to the final round, My cardio is excellent try to keep up, My mind never stops moving always on the run, Always on my grind never in a slump, That is how you know that I’m better than you chumps, I make a sexist little bitch so uncomfortable, All he do is talk shit like a woman do, My rhymes got em feeling so combustible, It ain’t a myth my tongue is the strongest muscle, I can strike at any given moment step back, The Krazy Kracka’s on the loose and ready to attack, You know I got more heart than you that’s facts, We all know my dick is bigger you ain’t gotta ax, I just stopped you in your tracks you dead on wax, Better grab some lube I’m pounding your ass, I can go for days no telling how long this’ll last, Once I’m done with you you’ll be bleeding your pants, I’m so vile and sick in the head, I feel no remorse not even a shred, I know that none of you are really my friends, This is why I choose to be a killer instead, Misunderstood or whatever, All I’m telling you is please remember, My main goal is to dismember, Everyone I meet from January to December! [Verse 2: Lecxs Ahziz] I’m ready for war so please try to box Fuck a fair one, I keep battery filled socks Watch where you step, I’m not to be mocked I fly over head leave ya awe and shocked Cock back and aim then take a breath Three pounds of pressure, cats marked for death Please talk shit, I got rounds you can catch Stamina unattainable, y’all out of breath Motherfuckers keep talking I can’t hear Motorcycle redlining in sixth gear Kimber on my side, see us in ya rear And I ain’t afraid to put a round in ya ear My backs a road map of knife carvings Tattoos of people that can’t get harmed be Lecxs on his Wu-Tang here to swarm thee Envious morherfuckers like Killa army I stay up in ya face cause I don’t creep Keep ya chick in her place, cause I go deep You can war wit me, but you gonna sleep Eternally, so don’t fuck wit the Grim Reap I’m versatile, push American, German, Asian And Kimber will push through any persuasion Rip through your meat tissue, never graze them IV’s and shit bags is needed to save them From the inner city call me a sickness Fuck wit my kids, kick that ass wit the quickness I’m the main dude and that’s your mistress Stop calling her phone, mind ya business Fake cats talking, neighbor eat a dick And since you pussy, neighbor eat a bitch You eating rounds thru Abercrombie & Fitch Is the only way I know to silence a snitch

[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz] Don’t test the team, don’t piss me off Once it's set, it can’t be turned off Kill you in ya sleep cut ya head off Then enjoy ya shit like Bernie Madoff I’m a sinner, I stand the test of time Don’t get caught watching the pantomime My anger heats up, yours become mine Your curved vertebrae and my spine won’t align I’m a stand up dude, y’all horizontal cats Me and Natisha roll, y’all fucking with Aflac Smashing the asphalt, tunneling thru ya back TJ Dillashaw knockout before you can react I love gift giving, like blunt force trauma Please calm down, or I'll have to embalm ya Take it to ya fam, like bombs on Osama Old school like LL, here to bring the drama Let’s grind together, like gears at work Keep shit cold and weird like Bjork You cats are done, I’ma stick in the fork Ripping dudes apart call it bloodsport Lecxs beats bang, cause I am relentless Tracks guarantee head nods continuous Ethnic cleansing, you and ya menses Shotgun riding, halos in ya benzes [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz & Katie Tropp] You should pull back cause I push, push You should keep quiet cause I push, push You should back up cause I push, push Full metal jackets just push, push You should pull back cause I push, push You should keep quiet cause I push, push You should back up cause I push, push Full metal jackets just push, push [Verse 2: Katie Tropp] Bend over America Katie’s coming, I smell blood and it’s time for hunting, Weak ass bitches better start running, If I catch you your throat I’m cutting, OJ style it’s a bloody mess, My partner in crime yeah you know it’s Lecxs, Hop in the Bronco onto the next, We are a duo that you cannot catch, Speeding down the highway we don’t give a fuck, Laughing at the helicopter that hovers above, We already know that you cannot keep up, All you bout ta see is our dust, We will continue our reign of terror, We do it ourselves this ain’t Helter Skelter, If we leave it to you there’s a chance of error, It’s Blaqman Baby the start of a new era! [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz & Katie Tropp] You should pull back cause I push, push You should keep quiet cause I push, push You should back up cause I push, push Full metal jackets just push, push You should pull back cause I push, push You should keep quiet cause I push, push You should back up cause I push, push Full metal jackets just push, push

[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz] Keep moving up like the Catalina mountains Catch me with Kimber rolling down Houghton Or me and Lisa thick body flossing Until Natisha intervenes, bitch be bossing We can collide til our knuckles are raw Beat you down have no mercy, cleat ya jaw Lecxs is Pennywise so you can float too Cause me and my 45 ain’t scared of you Cats spitting bars I’m spitting punch mines And the beat is designed to rip out ya spine Every flow of mine is crafted by design To heat seek the blind, expose ya mind Nursery rhyming dudes sound like Dr Seuss Keep ya chick on a noose my dicks spits pickle juice We can go to war, if that’s what you choose Bring ya whole team but be prepared to lose I stay underground, ain't given out clues So you mutha fucka’s can’t bring me bad news I love music, bring blues to many crews Move ya feet cause I’ll step on new shoes Cats all tensed up, need some analog I'm like Snoop Doggy, creeping thru the fog Hitting you wit missiles laying down the law Call me Sun God, I burn retinas raw [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz & Katie Tropp] Don’t call me LA, it’s Lecxs Ahziz Don’t like my name, then suck on these I’m old school baby, like tag and freeze Corner bodegas, school lunch and free cheese Don’t call me KT, it’s Katie Tropp Don’t like my name, then you’ll get dropped My pistol insures the bull shit stops I dare you bitches to call the cops Don’t call me LA, it’s Lecxs Ahziz Don’t like my name, then suck on these I’m old school baby, like tag and freeze Corner bodegas, school lunch and free cheese Don’t call me KT, it’s Katie Tropp Don’t like my name, then you’ll get dropped My pistol insures the bull shit stops I dare you bitches to call the cops [Verse 2: Katie Tropp] Sometimes trying to be great is lonely, Most find it difficult to keep going, I’m like a river I keep flowing, I got that ambition and it’s growing, You can never try to tear me down, Because my confidence is high as the clouds, I can’t hear you stupid clowns, Every hater can take your tears and drown, I mean that and I say it with conviction, I am not a doctor I’ll give you a prescription, All you gotta do is listen to the lyrics, To find out what I’m on is totally different, You don’t get it so this is what I’ll do, Kick you to the curb crush you with my shoe, I don’t need no one especially you, I’ma fucking loner and that’s totally cool! [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz & Katie Tropp] Don’t call me LA, it’s Lecxs Ahziz Don’t like my name, then suck on these I’m old school baby, like tag and freeze Corner bodegas, school lunch and free cheese Don’t call me KT, it’s Katie Tropp Don’t like my name, then you’ll get dropped My pistol insures the bull shit stops I dare you bitches to call the cops Don’t call me LA, it’s Lecxs Ahziz Don’t like my name, then suck on these I’m old school baby, like tag and freeze Corner bodegas, school lunch and free cheese Don’t call me KT, it’s Katie Tropp Don’t like my name, then you’ll get dropped My pistol insures the bull shit stops I dare you bitches to call the cops [Outro: Lecxs Ahziz & Katie Tropp] Hitting you wit missiles laying down the law Call me Sun God, I burn retinas raw I don’t need no one especially you, I’ma fucking loner and that’s totally cool! Hitting you wit missiles laying down the law Call me Sun God, I burn retinas raw I don’t need no one especially you, I’ma fucking loner and that’s totally cool!

[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz] When I talked, you never listened Your life was dull, I made you glisten Everything you need, came like Christmas Someone better than me, ya must be kidding You were a good girl, that’s decades past You had some good smash, but I’ll pass I save for the future, she showing her ass Every time I drop back she intercepted the pass Old school to my heart, bass in my veins When I beat it up, call me purple rain Kept it hard to follow, drove scholars insane Lecxs needed cream, so I tend to bring the pain When I close one eye, call it being scoped Pen hit the pad, it’s murder I wrote Open mouth talking, lead fills ya throat Leave that ass leaking, make spirits float Can’t turn back time, the damage is done You on some dumb shit and I’m not the one Broken bones heal, but for this redrum You’ve got to go, here’s ya chance to run I gotta take it back, move real slow Dig into these crates let this fucker know I’m not to be tempted, ya better lay low Everything’s quiet, until a flash leave a halo [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] You fake goodie two shoes, lying as hoe Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo Fake ass hoe imma let you know Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo All that shit in the dark came to light hoe Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo Hope you pray, cause you got go Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo [Verse 2: Katie Tropp] Sometimes I wonder why the fuck I’m here, This life is unrelatable consumed with fear, Everybody I meet is insincere, So why even bother fucking with my peers, Ain’t got no tears cuz I ain’t got no time, If you in my way I’ll just push you to the side, All I really wanna do is just rhyme, It’s the only way I can get through this life, Behind blue eyes I got a fire that burns, So I’m about to release it with rhythm and words, Better close your fuckin’ ears because the truth hurts, All I really hope is you get what you deserve, I just heard you slander my name, Got you all upset that I changed the game, Try to hold me back from everything I’ve gained, But you fucking with a beast who is completely insane, I got a brain and I’ma always use it, While the rest of you mother fuckers are stuck on stupid, Who you tryin’ to play I know you foolin’, Got you runnin’ in circles like the three stooges, I ain’t losing no matter what you do, Because in the end I’m coming after you, When you call me out I answer in the booth, Then all I hear is silence I don’t miss when I shoot! [Chorus: Lecxs Ahziz] You fake goodie two shoes, lying as hoe Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo Fake ass hoe imma let you know Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo All that shit in the dark came to light hoe Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo Hope you pray, cause you got go Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo You fake goodie two shoes, lying as hoe Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo Fake ass hoe imma let you know Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo All that shit in the dark came to light hoe Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo Hope you pray, cause you got go Imma put a round thru ya fucking halo

[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz] I wouldn’t piss on you, yo ass is a liar Hate in my heart wishes you were on fire Bench press the world, shoulders never tired I rep the realness and it will never be retired Every time I give you more, you take, strigoi Horse and carriage ain’t enough, oh boy All man blood and sweat, no faking alloys You on a pedestal with a noose around ya boy Deaths calling my number, please leave a message Wanna meet the Lord but afraid to leave my essence Awake unconsciously, sleep needing a blessing Ominous reflection leaving lifelong impressions You can be the best, I’ll put you in a box Left leaking fluids, red like fox No disrespect, but I don’t like thots Keep your pussy to yourself, my dicks on lock Illuminati can’t reach me cause I’ma Druid Keep a blonde on my side but she ain’t clueless Lecxs been to war, but never loss fluids But I thought you knew this my 45’s spit fluent Pushing real hard makes white light flashes Clutch release, turns rear tires into ashes I’ll get up in you, like thongs spreading asses Choking these dudes wit bars that are classic Some say I’m a beast, thanks for the compliment I rise like the east, just to pay homage Sometimes I hold secrets tight like a convent You’ll never understand the depths my minds been Remove ya mask, let’s see ya treachery The battle is real, let’s fuck up this scenery I bang with the GODS, you ain’t seeing me Thunder let’s me kill you Roberta Flack softly [Chorus: Katie Tropp] Pleasure and stress, deep sea treasure War zone entered, pain’s how it’s measured Soft ass tissue, ripped by the predator The lady of the lake clutching excalibur Taking forward steps, cause I said so Oxygen overdose, but never off blow Cranial canoe, so act like you know Too thick for solvents H2 the No [Verse 2: Katie Tropp] I’m like Pac in the studio and Cube on the mic, Don’t give a fuck like Eminem kill on sight, Independent like Slim Thug and T.I. You know I gotta be just like my top five, Not on that level that’s just my roots, Their branches extend to my hip hop muse, Inspire that fire is what they do, I’m just trying to leave my mark when I am through, The realest on the mic is all I try to be, You know I gotta vent about everything I see, Not trying to suck a D for some quick money, I’d rather be broke I ain’t no one’s honey, Don’t wanna be slutty I’d rather be smart, Keep my eyes wide open so I don’t get torn apart, Used and abused right from the start, I can’t fall back I gotta take charge, Don’t step to me that is a mistake, I ain’t the one you wanna underestimate, Got a cannon like Drew Brees I ain’t no Saint, I’m a killer in disguise about to seal your fate, I put you to shame even when I barely try, I am such a bitch I’ve made grown men cry, And on the inside that makes me feel alive, Knowing that I have the power with my rhymes, I’m so out of touch but I don’t give a fuck, I’ve never been known to do what you want, I don’t wanna be like you society sucks, A bunch of fucking lemmings make me wanna throw up, I just wanna get away from all of humankind, But since I gotta be here I picked up the mic, Everything I do is done out of spite, If you all turn left you know I’m going right! [Chorus: Katie Tropp] Pleasure and stress, deep sea treasure War zone entered, pain’s how it’s measured Soft ass tissue, ripped by the predator The lady of the lake clutching excalibur Taking forward steps, cause I said so Oxygen overdose, but never off blow Cranial canoe, so act like you know Too thick for solvents H2 the No Pleasure and stress, deep sea treasure War zone entered, pain’s how it’s measured Soft ass tissue, ripped by the predator The lady of the lake clutching excalibur Taking forward steps, cause I said so Oxygen overdose, but never off blow Cranial canoe, so act like you know Too thick for solvents H2 the No

[Verse 1: Lecxs Ahziz] Let me get started, prepare my epilogue Camshafts and pistons, turn tires to fog Ungrateful mother fucker’s, burn like logs Now you better run, cause here comes the dogs I get stronger, the more racism I encounter Cold stares lead to days of lead showers Feed into the pain, let the evil devour ya Everything in my past lead to this final hour I will haunt ya dreams, then make ya bleed Torture test ya team, put spikes in ya knees You will end up, left dead in a ravine Choking on ya words, no paddle upstream You don’t care, good, neither do I Fuck what happened, eye for an eye Think you Superman, let’s see you fly Give you 80 stories so you can kiss the sky [Chorus: Katie Tropp] Pull ya back like foreskin let’s begin Push back ya melon like your hymen You’s a bottom bitch reciting hymns Old school sin effing wit the jinn Pull ya back like foreskin let’s begin Push back ya melon like your hymen You’s a bottom bitch reciting hymns Old school sin effing wit the jinn [Verse 2: Katie Tropp] Humans aren’t happy unless they’re drowning in hate, You always need some new complaint to fulfill your day, You wear a façade to try and prey, On stupid mother fuckers who think differently, Never in my life have I chosen a side, The only opinion that matters to me is mine, All you wanna do is try to divide, Poison everyone’s brains spewing pesticide, I defy all the odds, Not a damn thing like the rest of you broads, I’d rather go to work than be sucking on cock, I know what I’m worth and I’m rising in stock, All you idiots should just choke on plastic straws, Since that is the new crybaby cause, I don’t have time for you frauds, I’d rather play a game like this is the movie “Saw”! [Chorus: Katie Tropp] Pull ya back like foreskin let’s begin Push back ya melon like your hymen You’s a bottom bitch reciting hymns Old school sin effing wit the jinn Pull ya back like foreskin let’s begin Push back ya melon like your hymen You’s a bottom bitch reciting hymns Old school sin effing wit the jinn Pull ya back like foreskin let’s begin Push back ya melon like your hymen You’s a bottom bitch reciting hymns Old school sin effing wit the jinn

[Intro: Katie Tropp] Uh! Yeah! It’s Blaqman Records! [Verse 1: Katie Tropp] It’s so funny when you have a dream, You ain’t aware what it takes to be, All the work you’ll put in behind the scenes, Gotta keep it moving by any means, When you a white girl and you sign to Blaqman, Some people got a problem they don’t understand, Why I am the face push her ass to the back, What they don’t know is we ain’t about that, This is rap mother fuckers it’s all about skill, When I’m behind the mic you know I keep it real, I got your attention I give some of ya’ll the chills, You may not admit it but I got that appeal, You should stop hating I ain’t about to stop, I get motivation the more I piss you off, I find it pathetic cuz all you do is talk, You ain’t got what it takes to do the fucking job! [Chorus: Katie Tropp] It’s Blaqman Records always going hard, We been here right from the start, Kinda hard to believe we been going this long, Sorry bout ya haters cuz we don’t stop! We don’t stop (AY!) We don’t stop (Nah) We don’t stop (Yeah) We don’t stop (HA!) We don’t stop (AY!) We don’t stop (Nah) We don’t stop (Yeah) We don’t stop (HA!) [Verse 2: Lecxs Ahziz] It’s all about blaQ, that’s why I got a blonde Fuckers can’t relate so I gotta move on Everything on the line, feels like a Psalm Custom loaded Kimber right in my palm Tribal to the core, tattoos on my arm Military mentality fully loaded arms When I get pissed, bodies get harmed Are you ready for the fallout, nuclear bombs You can go hard, but I go hard too Please stand up so I can go right thru Everything you do I shred like tissue Launch a few missiles to rip through ya Mental There’s no competition I’m on a higher plane Lecxs a four horseman and I spit flames Big body like a Yukon, stay in ya lane 45 on ya melon rearrange ya brain [Chorus: Katie Tropp] It’s Blaqman Records always going hard, We been here right from the start, Kinda hard to believe we been going this long, Sorry bout ya haters cuz we don’t stop! We don’t stop (AY!) We don’t stop (Nah) We don’t stop (Yeah) We don’t stop (HA!) We don’t stop (AY!) We don’t stop (Nah) We don’t stop (Yeah) We don’t stop (HA!) [Verse 3: Katie Tropp & Lecxs Ahziz] Lecxs has my back that’s all I fucking need, We on the same level we make a perfect team, Not worried about being covered in bling, We just wanna add our piece to the hip hop scene, Don’t follow no trends that shit is stupid, That’s how you get stuck doing shitty music, Left behind to rot in ruin, While we stomp you out and keep it movin’! Cause we get it going, steady thru the storm Me and Katie, we got a lot going on Carry them thangs, while y’all carry on Making chess moves, eliminating pawns Shit on lock from the flo to the dough Don’t need to ask, we give ya mo This how we live, this ain’t fo show We like Bonnie and Clyde, rounds thru ya do [Chorus: Katie Tropp] It’s Blaqman Records always going hard, We been here right from the start, Kinda hard to believe we been going this long, Sorry bout ya haters cuz we don’t stop! We don’t stop (AY!) We don’t stop (Nah) We don’t stop (Yeah) We don’t stop (HA!) We don’t stop (AY!) We don’t stop (Nah) We don’t stop (Yeah) We don’t stop (HA!) It’s Blaqman Records always going hard, We been here right from the start, Kinda hard to believe we been going this long, Sorry bout ya haters cuz we don’t stop! We don’t stop (AY!) We don’t stop (Nah) We don’t stop (Yeah) We don’t stop (HA!) We don’t stop (AY!) We don’t stop (Nah) We don’t stop (Yeah) We don’t stop (HA!)

[Intro: Katie Tropp] Time to creep into my mind… [Verse 1: Katie Tropp] Where is this going I don’t really know, I’ma let this beat take over control, Enter my ears this is my soul, Been down for years and I won’t let go, I’m starting to believe that mostly nothing is true, Everything around me is fake as the news, All anybody wanna do is sing the blues, Take all their negativity and point it at you, Insecurity is at an all-time high, Your self-esteem comes from a bunch of likes, From a bunch of stupid losers with no lives, But at least I know I always got the mic, You know I write straight from the heart, Always keep it real right from the start, If you don’t like me please depart, Like Julius Cesar on the Ides of March, I’m going strong until the end of time, Like Tupac Shakur I’ma get you with my rhymes, Try to peek inside this fucked up mind, I know it’s tough to relate to my kind, They only call you Queen when submit to a man, And if you don’t you ain’t worth a crap, Not every mother fucker needs to follow your path, I got no problems because I know who I am, The last thing I’m bout ta do is join the crowd, I’d rather be buried alive deep in the ground, All alone to never be found, I don’t wanna be a part of the circus like you clowns! [Verse 2: Lecxs Ahziz] Ask me a question, mind ya business Slugfest on the hip, fuck leaving stitches Men in the day, but at night he switches Single mother raised, fucked up face switches I’m on top of everything, everything is real Including the slug hit and blood it spilled Loving all the black, give haters chills Too much money, paid all those bills Leaning real hard especially in curves Sliding off the seat, redline an swerve When she strip, I’m loving those curves Have eyes but not seeing the soft serve Shit gets real, so I gotta blow sheesh We can knuckle up, y’all lose teeth Fuck a truce put a hole in ya wreath And if ya ain’t feeling it I put a round in ya meat Cars in the garage, stocks and bonds Welfare generations, birth single moms Crack epidemic, young boys to Vietnam Chicks on poles, Saudi’s buying arms In a crowd I’m lonely, feel better on stage Broke than a mother, bills steady paid Straight as an arrow, but love being laid Love pulling Kimber, leave you in a grave