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