As word got off to ruin reps bled
I hear them sh**ted every breath said
From those that wanted to place wish they in the d**h bed
Business didn't go right
And punks was dissin' my rappin' sound
That's when the grave digger buried me in the ground
Six feet down, verbally I would catch a beatdown
n***as think I'm sweet, can't compete
And from a incomplete town
'Cause they sleep on me
And can't see what's about to take place
'Cause at a snake pace I can spit dope sh** right in the fake's face
Gone a few years
Disbelievers often thought I would soften
sh**, I was gettin' so cold that I was coughin' in the coffin
And sharping up to cut those wit my shoulder blade
Makin' every word I speak a splitter
So motherf**ers reconsider
On testin' me
I'm straight out the grave with articulate sh**
To kick rip through hypocrites when I spit you pigs hit the bricks
From the release of this album throughout the future
n***as learn a lesson
'Cause it's the mothaf**in' resurrection
Huh, now that I revert this acknowledge
That I set sh** off right, not a soft sight
Make b-boys' bodies bleed till they turn off white
And if you broke mics, bring the battle
Or wait the day that won't take a break
When I make a fake
Rippin' mics like a paper plate
Escape the gate of the cemetery
When dug up out the dirt
I be hypin' I.C. Dre and I went berserk
Runnin' through apples like anorexics through exits
When it's man I flex it
Best be protected 'cause ain't no antisceptic
This sounds hectic
I strip rhythms naked when I mic check it
How does it feel gettin' f**ed up by the least M.C. expected
Resurrected to wreck it for Chi-town to K-town
If you can't duck what's manifested I suggest you stay down
Infrared and Speedknot Mobstaz is what I campaign
Draw more blood than a artist
With a syringe when I vent brains
Stamp the names on the wall of those I'ma staff 'em
Dissection for testin'
I told you p**y a** n***as it's the resurrection