Released on June 19, 2013

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[Verse 1: Peace Manuel]

Yo uh

Yo

This First Amendment shit man

Yo my statistics are ballistic I'm in it

When I'm optimistic I'm heavily demented

Rap ain't recommend

It's underground forever

Contribute your attribute after you set a high standard

Let them motha fucka's know it

Let the people look at you like a saint like Moses

Coast to coast

Ain't matter let the beat splatter

All a rapper knows is how to make it's pockets be fatter

After I slam your head in this desk I rip all the hair in your head and watch you bleed to death

With meth on the table

Strap you to a chair and feed it to you until its fatal

And once again I smoke your ashes

Put some in your wifes coffee and rip out your sons eyelashes

I've practiced it's sick shit if you wanna step and test you might just get your throat slit

Just because you're bogus and hopeless I'll hang you ropeless

If you wanna battle it'll be an evil omen


[Verse 2: Thetic]

Lets get it First Amendment

Open up your mind

See whats inside like its a present

Actin' like I'm from hell but I'm heaven sent keep myself content

Raps man of steel call me Clark Kent

Wanna talk shit?

I'll lay your ass on the cement

I see you haters like some fat titty cleavage

Everyone asks

"Whats the reason?"

And I say cause real emcee's decreasing'

It's hunting season pack a few rounds

Killin' off these clowns cause modern day rap same shit similar sounds

Travel different towns

Rock a few shows

That's where I wanna go in life road but who really knows

Always at home composing raw flows

You sit at home and pick your nose cause your life is at its froze

All the fakes its time to expose

Now you disposed

Live for you and quit trippin' on these hoes

Thats the life they chose I suppose

Wonder when the sucka proposed

That life I oppose rap is the wife that I chose man

The weed and the beats they got me in doze

Walking out the stu smellin' like a dank rose

Wanna make a gross

Also known as loaves

That is bread

Resign in the west coast one day to possibly spread

Forget what they said I continued to rap

With no limits

Livin' in a shady town we love to call Hemet where friends turn foe in a matter of minutes

So I say fuck that I'd rather hit a clinic

Cause this life we living' its honestly a gimmick

You got all the dimwits actin like olympics

Time to silence all these no nothing critics and all these bunk bitches that are no where near the definition of real women

They say keep on swimming boy I hope you drown

Sucks claim to be kings but I just swooped your crown

You just got denounced with my verbs and my nouns

All real spittas please stand up take a bow

And all you phony spittas please sit ya ass down