My shell, mechanical found ghost
 But my ghetto is, animal found toast
 My shell, mechanical found ghost
 But my ghetto is, animal found toast
 My shell, mechanical found ghost
 But my ghetto is, animal found toast
 Animal found toast... but my ghetto ... animal

 [ Vordual Megala ]
 Life's ill, some-time's life might kill
 Vordul Mega, five digits grab mic's mic strike type ill
 Is life real? Yo akhi builds
 When life feels, like earth don't spin
 Whirlwinds mic blend
 Lifes at a stand-still, dangerous cuz man kills
 And still, cats visualize life ghetto like
 Born mind, sometime these cats see life
 Street life incomplete light and be like
 I'm a live life after this
 One crime, one line from the Mega-la
 Blow spine, everyone
 Knows the city's ill, cats kill
 Still black man holds nine
 Gotta chill star
 C-A.L.L.A.H
 Be the light of Shamar
 Work hard Shamar C-Cipher-A.L.L.A.H
 Adapt bars snatch stars
 and detach large, channels
 But our bar's handle might break mic's
 Vordul Megala the cannibal ate mic's
 Strive live live fuck five I want a hundred and eight mic's

 "Son, yo son did you see that kid yo?
 Yo, yo, Chill out man, chill out.
 Yo son did you, yo son he pulled it out..."

 Five digits cock biddy nine mili
 One floor shine silly
 Spun city one verbs hit milly
 Little girls spinnin' curls three sixty
 Livin' in in a world shitty
 Yo they spun young earth, now shitty
 And while 5-0 might shoot black head
 Nigga sorry I sold space suit to crack heads
 D.T's operate mechanically, po-po in slow-mo
 Black kids, locked away
 Attic key, plus one fourth pound of smoke flow
 While, lock head fabian
 Achmed Arabian
 Layin' in
 Bodeg holdin' drama a.k
 Spoke like as-salaam-a-opaque
 Chokin' vodka mixed with o.j
 Wig splits mad quick
 Spinnin' three six oh ways
 C 4 blew the door nuber eight
 Summer fate tank top wit a knot
 Number nine said run the place
 Took my girl, stereo, c.d plus the tape
 Yo star, don't wet that
 Fucked her face lets stuff the plays
 Jet back to santa cruz californ-i-a
 Peace to C-God locked up cat born nine ways
 Come home mad soon
 Live ill, life things just like little black girl got shot
 Damn it hurts when they spun earth filled with knots
 Gonna make a difference so we get locked
 Caught in the shit and losin' what we got
 Come on black
 E-qual-E-qual

 "Do you know that you're one of the few pradator species
 that preys even on itself