Released on January 1, 2013

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[Verse One: Papoose]

What's the science god? I spit the iron bars

While you writing blogs I build high as Orion's stars

Whenever I perform, I keep a dialogue

You straight pussy, your rap is Vagina Monologue

When my mic come on I get 'em hype in the Riker's dorm

Make the lights come on, I'm on the shit the lifer's on

Sharp as a tiger's claws, sharp as a lion's jaws

Leonidas sword, my train of thought is the iron horse

I'm like lightening dawg, you just a lighter storm

'Bout to rain on y'all niggas, put your wipers on

I'm a disciple lord, you recycled yours

Read the 48 Laws Of Power trying to decipher laws

Straight out the psycho ward, I keep the cycle warm

Before you try to cipher with me go get your life insurance

I was nice with songs since mama first put my diapers on

Gotta drive as strong as Toyota/Chrysler foreign

Her new man is a punk, he's scared to fight a war

So she went and got an ex man, he was kinda tall

I left him stinking, slumped behind a door

Now your extinct like dinosaurs


[Hook: Kool G. Rap]

Street life, we spit that hood, drama we live that

Yeah it's plain the gutter flow through my veins

Pain slang in the crime haven

Damian raises war, waging no games, the gutter flow through my veins

Feel that rush

Let the juice take effect

Lyrical drugs get spaced out your flesh

Feel that rush

Then you break out in cold sweats

Lyrical drug solution Nature is next


[Verse Two: Nature]

Pussy getting play I'm a pap' stacker

Black gloves on my hands I'm a safe cracker

Known to hang around shooters not face smackers

Scared to fly ass niggas B.A. Baracus

Alibi airtight, D.A. try to attack us

The coalition type plant bombs in the tractors

Mob life these hoes can't distract us

Your body get found, bullet riddled in Grand Rapids

Gangs Of New York, we Dead Rabbits

Promoters booking, looking to throw some bread at us

Niggas shook, meaning y'all niggas is scared of us

Killers at the funeral kissing they grandmothers

Shedding tears like he really cares

Knowing if they catch his ass they gon' give his ass twenty years

You can catch him on the block where the money is

Nickname Dun Dun cause that's what he is


[Verse Four: Sean Strange]

Yo, Sean Michael got you shook by death

You talking like a pimp but your wifey look like Shrek

I take my resume out the country, made the news

You in the crib, talking shit while you pay for views

Use your head little homie dont be bitter with me

That your album rotten on the shelf literally

We never eat with the enemy, measure me like the cake batter

Judge hit me with life, i die on the court like Hank Gathers

You ought to thank after, I let you tail be hang

They here like the goonie with the Fruitellie Gang

Bang Bang...Knocking on the door like a Jahova freak

You old and we holding the heat like a grill cooking frozen meat

We banned from television, to hell with living an awful life

Recording right and high in purity like Walter White

Remember the name, I maintain my root of evil

You can't rap and keep bragging that you shooting people


[Hook: Kool G. Rap]

Street life, we spit that hood, drama we live that

Yeah it's plain the gutter flow through my veins

Pain slang in the crime haven

Damian raises war, waging no games, the gutter flow through my veins

Feel that rush

Let the juice take effect

Lyrical drugs get spaced out your flesh

Feel that rush

Then you break out in cold sweats

Lyrical drug solution Nature is next