To those of y'all about to get down
Check the evolution in sound
Kick the city, wax masochistic
Think solid brown makes crowns turn aroundTo those of y'all about to jump ship
Sick of trips where backbones won't dip
Underground begat overground
This sound won't slip, pimps replaced the hipCitywide I'm tired, I'm tired
Taking up pills, swallowing down
Wired eyes fly, I visualize
This overwhelming black tide of soundDust dissolving, now who's the man?
Step back, roll the dice, make the plan
London burns, you're numb in both lips
So, these are the pills that made you jacks hip?
Do I see ya'll about to get paid?
Just so am I now prime rhymes be my trade
Milk to milk down to lemonade
And round the back's where shake ya rump's madeTo those of y'all about to freebase
You get that wack shit outta my face
And before your IQ drops to 1.2
Don't crack, step back and retraceCitywide I'm tired, I'm tired
Taking up pills, swallowing down
Wired eyes fly, I visualize
This overwhelming black tide of soundDust dissolving, now who's the man?
Step back, roll the dice, make the plan
London burns, you're numb in both lips
So, these are the pills that made you jacks hip
Citywide I'm tired, I'm tired
Taking up pills, swallowing down
Wired eyes fly, I visualize
This overwhelming black tide of soundDust dissolving, now who's the man?
Step back, roll the dice, make the plan
London burns, you're numb in both lips
So, these are the pills that made you jacks hipCitywide I'm tired, I'm tired
Taking up pills, swallowing down
Wired eyes fly, I visualize
This overwhelming black tide of soundDust dissolving, now who's the man?
Step back, roll the dice, make the plan
London burns, you're numb in both lips
So, these are the pills that made you jacks hip
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