Verse 01: DrAssenator
Focus On The Grind, Got me wakin' up all night
Life in the getto, make you wanna spit rhymes like traito (traitor)
n***as cold & society is heartless and I'm hurt-less
On the mic i flex, nothing less, i drop rhyme bomb like flex in Vietnam
Cause my home is like Vietnam, face desert storms
Chemicals wars- face like i feeling like i'm feeling cold war
Dead bodies on the roads, people watch'em
But don't they don't help'em anyway, *laughs*
So i hit the studio, steppin' in like its my last time
I fight rhyme, i do rhyme (Rap) that's not just music, its my life
Flowin' thru my nightmarish mouth, flow reaches height and explode like a missel
D for real, I rap for real
I turn my pa**ion into my pager, write rhymes that'd get me some pay
And help you people survive through hardtimes, when you bout' to lose your home
And you don't have a single buck to pay and you mother's crying
That's the reason,i don;t buddy buddy with rappers cause i know that sh** is a fake
Most of ya n***as f**ed up my mathematics grade
Cause everything a track's done i hear voices (hollering) in my head
I-am-your-lack-of-conscience, me against me, f** the free world
I need a reverie, prevent your daughters from hearing my tracks
Cause i already got load of you women, and they all wishin' they can blow what i'm grippin' daaaamn
So many ladies wanna share my tongue, huh
I got no time to f** around, i focus on my money, i'm tryna settle down
[Hook/Chorus:RaayShil]
Cold Society (X4)
Verse 02: RaayShil