[Dylan talking]

Out and about

And I saw an angel come down from heaven

Having the key of the bottomless pit

And a great chain in his hand

I laid whole on the dragon, That old serpent

Which is the Devil, and Satan, and born in a thousand years

See



[Choppa]

I'm the soldier type, keep grip on steel like Conan

Money bulgin' out my pockets, I peel with both hands

Inter-national dopeman, known as a D-Boy

If ya need me nigga, know you can call on the decoy

Me, All I do is move blow off tha corner

Paper chasin', cause I'm tryin to stack doe like colma, (Watch me)

I'm tryin' to keep my head on tight

Baller blockers make a nigga wanna ride at night

Block watchers callin' coppers so my mind ain't right

The Devil with me but the young boy acknowledge Christ

I did alot of ridin' in my time, and God blessed me still

I look out for tha one the knocks



[Chorus: Fredrick