[Verse 2: Canibus]

I choke ghosts from my past with a rope made of ether 9 gas

Then I let the evil times pass

It's clear and only natural that niggas come at you to trap you

But they will put your assassin in shackles

If you seek revenge, dig many graves

Cause you will be betrayed a different number of ways

Many days are spent plotting and planning your revenge

But let me tell you how it’s gonna end, son

Cold and lonely, dying slowly

Listening to oldies but ain't got no homies

Predatorial instincts, territorial animalistics

Some spirits are dark and twisted

We all rise and decline above or below that line

And continue to either climb or dive

Killer bee collective mind back at the hive

Sting you a million times just for acting all shy

Get booted up, move up, Fallujah Sharpshooter

Cougars chasing pumas, justice is juicing guts

The mortars shell loosen you up, you so stiff you stuck

Shut the... before I put you in the trunk

Fifty minutes of funk, I lock, load and dunk

Get some, that's how you get revenge you little punk

But revenge is not what Canibus want

Canibus love Hip Hop, Canibus is done