[Verse 1: Bone$ Jone$]

You have crossed into an unknown time zone

Might cause a cyclone on this rhyme so

If you want this vortex to stay idle

I recommend you sit back and keep your eyes closed

My eyes low, but you know why though

My niggas just got me high off the cycle

Taking rips of the rap game in my spliff

Take a whiff

I'll pass it if you give me a little codeine sip

You are in the presence of a legend

Impressing everyone with his essence

Take a second to process the rhymes is so epic

Separate from these niggas like Tetris

Yea

In conclusion, you niggas are illusions

Because when you're snoozing your losing your relevance

Taken from you just like embezzlement

These niggas better wake up and smell the elegance

Because this nigga with the letter man is about to be the better man

[Hook]

You're Dead To Me

You're Dead To Me

[2nd Verse: Martin $ky]

They ain't ready for this shift up in paradom

Dirt powder getting stronger so I'm feeling fine

You see the signs that the come-up is close but never

Choke on my pote so on these lyrics I wrote

And for the record I’m an avid ad lib assassin

Dipping to through this traffic as if I'm actually absent

Joint to the roach man I wish I never passed it

Talking my ear off with the chap stick everlasting conversation

Welcome to the third-eyed nation

New sound bout to get thrown in rotation

You'll feel the rhythm when the 12s get to shacking

I'm just tryna be heard by rapping and never faking

Wait, I'm the feeling that they speak up in the windy

My rhymes in abundance and boy I got plenty

And my pants never sagging and my 59-50

And my relevance worn so these people fucking with me

Uh