(feat. Big Rube)



[Big Bube]

Back to the frontline, resurrected this old skool shit

Cause niggas still respect it, it's all cool shit

Kinda tight so I select it to flow on

So unexpected and so on, but damn that

I wanna take a minute tram back with the mainstream

Playing field where the main team kill bodies

And wannabe John Gottis shoulda been Zulu

But who knew but too few in my crew

And the rest didn't listen now some of the best is missing

Some of the rest is dissing, some of your chest is missing

Some of your views is changing, but none of your time remaining

It's a goddam shame a lot of fake niggas claim heaven sent

But me, I'm hell bent on destruction of the mass constructions

Of the mass destruction, of my ass restructuring

Of the past reflecting off the last injection

This cause and effect is known as infection

Made it known being prone to our own demise is imminent

I sure hope we leave a remnant