[Verse 1: Black August]
The beast got a belly and we in it
Deep inside intestines
I can't stomach what they feed us
See they treat me as a fool
Like my brain size of fetus
I'm a modern day slave
Mr. Five dollar had freed us (nah)
I know they don't need us (yah)
I know they don't need us (yah)
Things will never be the same
Unless I'm dead in the grave
Will it be a homicide
Or accidental suicide
Hoping it's not genocide
I'm praying up to
G O D
Save me from the C O P
[Verse 2: Bummy Drew]
Shifting gears through the Galaxy
Come thru my spaceship
You and I will intertwine
Like a ribbon on a gift
When you looking at me
I feel as if my life is complete
No defeat in my zone
You the type I bring back home
Meet my mama and my dad
You the one
You know you chosen
Overdosing on affection
That you giving me
Pull up in a two seater with the heat
Not talking weapons talking bout the woman to my right
In the pa**enger
Yeah
[Verse 3: Cyber]
Back and forth in my mind
Yeah you know on my grind
Shining with a goddess
But I know I'm on my adventure time
TPT
That's name
Tearing up the f**ing game
Switching space lanes
Blowing up like the d**h Star
Pull up with the light saber
Slice n' dice between ya girls thigh
Got your girl saying
"I'm her life saver"
Cyber is the name
You know I got the beats
Trained by the Jedi way
Light side
The right side
[Verse 4: ILL WILL]
All praises due to Allah
The prophets are being told
That TPT blowing up we going outta control
My n***a we on a roll
My n***a we on a roll
My n***a we on a
Uh
Yeah
Uh
Nights like this
I'm alright like this
Roll one then you light that bish
Swisha on the floor but I ain't talking bout no TYO
Talk about that TKO
Talk about that A L I
Talk about that 3rd eye vision oh my god I am so fly
[Verse 5: Richy]
Up in the night
We finna get turnt
Up in the hills
We finna get burnt
1 in the morning the temperatures low
Psychedelic and you already know
Making sins that just don't forgive
Might go to hell if I do not live
Tell Lucy I want that black a** Benz
No pen or paper just hand it in
Pull up in a all black Beamer flexin' on these hoes
Blastin' S U I C I D E I think I have no soul
Hotter than a lava pit yeah that's all of my flows
Catch me sittin on my f**ing thrown
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 6: Haze]
Uh
I said it must be the d** that got us thinking crazy sh**
I sit and write these lyrics smoking blunts inside my mommas whip
I got nothing to lose I sit and take in the booze
I'm letting toxic in my blood so I just let the flow ooze
I got money for days and I still ain't got no change for you
I came to do just what I do and you showed up to change the truth
I sit and laugh at rappers out here thinking they got competition
Sit and do your thang but just don't f** around with my redemption
b**h