[Verse One]

Reflections of my own life flash like a fire

Powder burns the memories life seems a bad dream

Fall for cenetries physical and the mental

When I crashed through work

I was cursed but still I

Quit my curse found my hustle

Stack paper made it world wide

Feeling the dream, dont be a hater son

Think you the greater one

Gotta put you on the fader son

Cut your ass up see you later

Gotta drop till your praying nigga

You ain't a player hust a frail nigga

I'm the slayer in your nightmares

Unstoppable

When you see me on the street

Call a audible

I got you covered, face it

And you can't dodge this bullet baby

This ain't the matrix

Got to put you in your placement

Hide your body in the basement

Your boys wonder where your face went



[Chorus 2X]

Homey we keet those on us

Smoke like mufflers

To calm downI sell

But still explode

Those things so fastthey know not to gas they self

They can't fuck with us, we laugh last



[Verse Two]

Backbreakers of the game

Many many musical

Legendary criminal destined to be professional

I rain supreme

Ever since my days you rock vest just to push your range

No doubt about it

We grew up in the cloud

Read up in your magazine just to see what were about

Peep into the case, see me, ask

Why that black ass nigga flow over the piano

Droppin it good

For that hoody in the front row

Thats my good pro down for the juggalo

Three guns busted for the battle man

Shoot the whole scene make the motherfucker rattle

Duece, double o, slow

Church folk say we ain't got too many more

Either man rush I'm gonna hit em with the head rush

So be careful on what you trusting-acap