[Steele]

Before I lay my head down ta rest

I roll up a nickel sack of cess ta relieve the stress

The herb and the Calisthenics do a nigga justice

They fake cause Im a snake and cant be trusted

I put up with none of them punks who front shit

Even though some I used ta run wit and smoke blunts wit

Fuck the foreplay lets do shit the raw way

Kill the he say she say check what we say



[Tek]

I'm dwellin in the cellar wit my niggas Heltah Skeltah

Loadin up the clips wit lyrics punks run for shelter

Smif-N-Wessun's on the loose with a noose for yo neck

You let info slip out so its dead ya get

Here's the Black Moon we creepin up in ya room

Death fills the air along with the scent of boom

Open ya eyes motherfuckers and greet ya fears

Off with the head of a snitch then we outta here



Chorus: repeat 2X



[Rock] Won rhyme for the snitch droppin dime

[Steele] Wontime

[Rock] Won rhyme for the heads doin time

[Steele] Wontime

[Rock] Won rhyme for the crooks commitin crime

[Steele] Wontime

[Rock] Wontime for ya muthafuckin mind



[Steele]

Sittin in the pens with my back against the gate

Hot as a fuck cant wait ta get that bus headin upstate

New plates same faces from the last joint

Got my banger so when danger come Ill be on point

In the parallel cell mad niggas flip

Cause some think theyre doin dip just got his ass ripped

Juveniles buck wild in this vicinity

keep an open eye cause now I sleep with the enemy

(Watch ya back shorty!)

Ready ta thump wit any chump without theirs

Nobody move nobody gets blown from here ta rear



[Tek]

Thinkin of a way ta get even wit my P.O.

Cause I knew the bitch dicked a nigga on the