[Intro: Poison Pen and Swave Sevah]

Swave Sevah: I’m about to blackout right now. Uh. I want to have fun with this one. Yeah. I want to show y’all how I really get down. Uh. Yeah. These are for the sleepers (Right, right). Wake up (Wake your ass up). Those who really don’t know by now. Y’all about to see it right now in one moment. Y’all ain’t gotta wait no more. Listen

Poison Pen: Talk that shit, my nigga. Harlem. Yeah. Up top. Ha. Come on, Sevah. Haha. Show ‘em how your block do it, son

[Verse 1: Swave Sevah]

Yo, through mics, I make this weight on my chest the lighter burden

Turn your night club to a Fight Club like Tyler Durden

Give me flames. Once the purple haze invades

The tongue will spray whatever phrase the brain displays

Lash out in dangerous ways, my words are like a chemical warfare

That could travel through radio waves

Very innovative, always trying to practice new tactics

That’ll burn through cats fast as acid do plastic

I’m here to make classics. You bitch niggas who want to floss

I’ll take your gators and throw ‘em back in Lake Placid

Fuck said I ain’t worthy? Dog, I’m nice

Flow like a torture device, have you begging for mercy

But you could hold your plea bargains. See, I’m authentic

And you more of a knockoff, the shit sold at a flea market

And you could come with your deep squadron. For all I care

Y’all could all line up—y’all make neat targets

Bone, joints, body, your soul departing

Look one into the eye before he lose his sight

Say, “Listen, man, look, you ‘bout to lose your life

But don’t fight. Go towards the light. You’ll be alright”

I hate the music y’all make. Yo, I had enough

You ain’t got what it takes. You fakes ain’t half as tough

You ain’t no match, dog. You fraudulent. Stop acting up

Yeah, I’m talking and, bitch, I can back it up