[Intro: Ras Kass (Guilty Simpson)]

Uh

What up, Diamond?

You know it's going down

Stunts, Blunts and Hip-Hop nigga (Yeah)

One more time, one more again (Yeah)

We in the drug lab

Watching reverse Planet of the Apes

You know what afterbirth is right?

Well this is death's afterbirth

[Verse 1: Guilty Simpson]

Yo, when I call late with intents to motivate

Spread love cause I know the hate all too well

I been through hell and back

Then return with a story to tell, listen

I had a rough transition

Peasant with a king's ambition

Imperial, toast with no cereal

Will visit you if you need a visual

Uh, The General, uh, I generally

Move at a pace something like General Lee

I write from left feel, the best yiel

Face so familiar, remember the G

Hit em with the semi and flee

That's how you go from MC to the front of a T

Literally, like that quick

When real life interferes with rap

[Scratch Hook]

Deadly with a pen

With multiple 187's

Rest in peace

Deadly with a pen

With multiple 187's

Rest in peace

Kick your front door in and drag them out

[Verse 2: Ras Kass]

This is death's afterbirth

Fly on a corpse and you ride in a hearse

Family crying, your spirit just glide from the Earth

Like July on the 4th

Mister, you just a guy in the dirt

Mind a weapon they can't find in a search

I satisfy your widow with the size of a girth

I dive in a tsunami and arrive in a surf

Standing on Shamu in a referee shirt

Yeah, nigga, can't compare me, I'm the best

Work at the Giuseppe

Twist MC's like they possess an epileptic, do the metrics

If ya pop is dead, then I'm a vampire on records

Undead, haters wanna take me out of my zone

You can't push my buttons, I'm a iPhone

Diamond, Diggin' in the Crates, art

I dig in your chest and rip out your beating heart

[Chorus]

Deadly with a pen

With multiple 187's

Rest in peace

Deadly with a pen

With multiple 187's

Rest in peace

Kick your front door in and drag them out