(feat. Rubbabandz)



[Phone rings]



[P.R. Terrorist]

Pick up the motherfuckin' phone nigga, damn, this

nigga outta here

'Bandz, pick up the motherfuckin' phone nigga



[Rubbabandz (P.R. Terrorist)]

Yo what the? fuck man, damn

Who the fuck is this man? fuck man?

What the fuck?

Aiyo, I got problems and nobody can solve 'em

Release my stress through poetry, hardly resolvin'

Negativity revolve around me like like my shadow

knock it off it's rotational axle

Watch the sparrow comin' like arrow, he had his back

to the barrel

And left home without his bullet proof aparell

The moment I been waitin' for, these hollow tips to touch his bone marrow

Rapper's explode the travel, wouldn't live to tattle (Yeah, yo)

Leave 'em leakin on the gravel

but the gun jammed and he coulda out-ran a herd of cattle (Yo)



[P.R. Terrorist]

Yo, call me the unforgiven, rock a blue ribbon

Bring out the best, I'm nasty on the mic like incest

Open your chest like supressants

This adolescent, manifestant, depression return you to the essence

Parental discression is advised , when I improvise

Those who try to survive seldom die

Familes cry and they wonder why

Death is spontaneous like combustion

Lyrics I'm bustin' like shots to your knot with no discussion

Blood rushin' through your veins of the same brain

I'm numb in the brain from snortin' lines of cocaine cocaine, cocaine..