2 whom it may concern


[Repeat x2]
Do I really wanna see so clear
even though I know bad things might appear
Tell me that it's not a waste of time
To ride around and stare up here to try and clear my mind

I was asked this question, not too far back
"Did you ever think that you would be where you at?"
Small child, state of mind, knew I would
plus the sound of the drum from the wind felt good
Place and time, though, it chose me
gave a scrub mad love, now we all family
No backs, never, I won't turn
don't act like my soul ain't concerned
about, if you like me, if you hate me,
when I die, will they take me someone tell me
if I see you all another day
Like I never would be flippin' the script
with these livewire lips that ignite with spit

[Chorus]
The mike messages was my last
Thank you for the memories and times we had
(2 Whom This May Concern)
2 Whom This May Concern
(2 Whom This May Concern)
Remember me as if I never went away
Because I see you all another day
(2 Whom This May Concern)
2 Whom This May Concern
(2 Whom This May Concern)

What I'm ah..bout to say, some might hate
some might feel, that I'm keepin' it real
if I...drop the steel, and grab the axe
cut down trees just to clear a path
Try to show ya'll wrong from right
a down state of mind means too uptight
Think positive, better opportunities
Red, yellow, black, and white, muhfuckin' unity
You ain't foolin' me, Ain't nobody schoolin' me
Graduated from the streets of Ghetto University
Most people can't deal with this
so quick to grab a pistol cause they too damn pissed

[Chorus]
The mike messages was my last
Thank you for the memories and times we had
(2 Whom This May Concern)
2 Whom This May Concern
(2 Whom This May Concern)
Remember me as if I never went away
Because I see you all another day
(2 Whom This May Concern)
2 Whom This May Concern
(2 Whom This May Concern)

Dirty History, it's all the same
ain' no livin' soul gonna take the blame
For all the suicidal things I did
all the pain that was caused to acheive a wish
Suffering, body recovering
Struggling, when things start bubbling
Can't wash away what's not seen
guess we all gotta little dirty history
Eeeny meeny miney moe
made this killa mad now we outta control
Don't know which way to go
time to pick up the pace and let the whole world know

[Chorus 2x]
The mike messages was my last
Thank you for the memories and times we had
(2 Whom This May Concern)
2 Whom This May Concern
(2 Whom This May Concern)
Remember me as if I never went away
Because I see you all another day
(2 Whom This May Concern)
2 Whom This May Concern
(2 Whom This May Concern)

Bombs on you


Tell me what the fuck's goin' on ya'll??
We're droppin' bombs up in this bitch!!
Tell me what's goin' on!?
Ya'll better recognize
Psychopathic
DROPPIN' BOMBS!!!

I will always keep my shit, underneath the surface
Because the way I flow, the mainstream don't deserve this
I'm set out to break backs on tracks,
and scratch on all records that you spin on wax
I'm a crazy motherfucker with pride
And I got enough wisdom to keep my soul alive
So grab a mic and lemme see if it shine
Cause it's time to make this whole world mine, all mine
Everytime I see these people
They always just stop and stare
Like I don't belong in this place
So they say that it's not fair
I can't understand this drama
That the earth brings down on me
So let me take you through my mind
Look in my eyes, follow me

[Chorus 2x]
Tell me
What's going on
and drop these bombs on you

I'm gonna tell you why I'm droppin' bombs
Because I'm sick and fuckin' tired of seeing fire alarms
Little explosions, marshmallows roasting
Soft motherfuckers standing on the stage boasting
Now don't expect me to just walk away
Because I've been told ya'll that I'm here to stay
I'ma still keep flowing, from coast to coast
And I'ma still keep smoking weed with juggalos
I'ma still bust caps, at all these hoes
And I'mma drop me a bomb off, at every show
That's how it is, so just grab your bow
Because it's time to represent
and watch these warriors grow
I can't understand this drama
That the Earth brings down on me
So let me take you through my mind
Look in my eyes, follow me

[Chorus 2x]
Tell me
What's going on
and drop these bombs on you

Can't help it


[Chorus]
What's with the self-inflicted pain?
(I can't help it!)
How come everytime I see you around you act strange?
(I can't help it!)
Why do you trip at the sight of a hater?
(I can't help it!)
And then slit they throat with a rusty ass razor?
(I can't help it!)

As I sit back and think 'bout what to do next
I start to reminisce about my life and shit
Like how I came from the streets
Was raised by the streets
That's why I give love and I'll die for the streets
I really can't help how I feel
And I can give two fucks to know how to deal
With the pain and anger, stress, emotions
I just roll a blunt, light it up and start smokin'
Sometimes I feel like I'm losin' it
And start blastin' at phones and shit
That's why I'm fully equipped
with the hollowtip, so bitches don't slip

I can't help all the things I do
(I can't help it!)
I gotta feelin' neither can you
(I can't help it!)

[Chorus]
What's with the self-inflicted pain?
(I can't help it!)
How come everytime I see you around you act strange?
(I can't help it!)
Why do you trip at the sight of a hater?
(I can't help it!)
And then slit they throat with a rusty ass razor?
(I can't help it!)

I can't help if I'm crazy, or just insane
I can't help if the words I speak cause pain
Ya gotta..keep ya cool, and say (I CAN'T HELP IT!)
Rearrange, time will change (FUCK IT!!)
Deal with it, face ya'self
I can't help if my mind's taking o-over
Brace ya'self, there's no time left
my soul is gettin' clooo-ser
Stay away if you can't stand the heat
Cause when the mike's off, I'm corruptin' the streets
Brown paper bag wrapped around my drink
Eyes wide open, I can't help to blink
Why do you talk that way?
Say all those things you say
Those rumors you create, I bet you can't help it

[Chorus]
What's with the self-inflicted pain?
(I can't help it!)
How come everytime I see you around you act strange?
(I can't help it!)
Why do you trip at the sight of a hater?
(I can't help it!)
And then slit they throat with a rusty ass razor?
(I can't help it!)

I said I couldn't help it, so leave me alone
Why you askin'? Quit harrassin'!
Too paranoid to pick up the phone
Home alone all day dustin' off the chrome
What am I supposed to do?
When everytime I turn around I got to deal with fools
It's like I gotta bend all the rules
to try to take what's mine even if I lose
Why you never make it to work on time?
(I can't help it!)
Why you smoke all the weed if you knew it was mine?
(I can't help it!)
Why you always start shit right before you leave?
(I can't help it!)
I guess fuckin' up comes naturally?

[Chorus]
What's with the self-inflicted pain?
(I can't help it!)
How come everytime I see you around you act strange?
(I can't help it!)
Why do you trip at the sight of a hater?
(I can't help it!)
And then slit they throat with a rusty ass razor?
(I can't help it!)

[Repeat x2]
It's ain't my fault that I was raised this way
Never meant to cause you pain
Only thing that I could say is
I apologize!!!

Charlie Brown


[First Chorus]
Charlie Brown, please, don't come around
Because your weed is doodoo brown
and it smells like the ground
You're still my homie (but no more bammer)
But with that weed you don't know me
When I inhale this, the staleness creeps up on me

I love weed, especially when it gets me gaspin'
Coughin' up a lung from that passion
Graspin' onto life with every hit that I take
When I'm high, is the only time I feel awake
Roll it up, bags on reserve is what I deserve
No joke I gots to smoke cause it calms my nerves
And if Charlie was around I guarantee a tragedy
From his dirt, brown weed means head starts to hurt
Call me a high on, red eyed zombie
smelling like oak with a twist of pine tree
And fuck Smokey, my names Big Inhale
And I'm known to take it down to the tail,
You know what I mean?
Resi-res build up on my fingernail
Clam baked inside the soundproof Lotus Pod cell
Lettin' out, when I'm blessed to give
So, pass it back and let me get another hit
Big Smoker

[Second Chorus]
Charlie, Charlie
Your weed is so sorry (mmm mmm mmmm)
You must have grown it in a dusty safari
I just can't smoke that no mo'
Even though I'm broke and I'm po'
I smell that shit in your bag,
I choke and run for the do'
Don't hate you, Charlie
And homie, you still my boy
Just keep that junk on your spot
(Don't bring it 'round here)
And homie, you still my boy
Cause that I can't never handle
I need to be high
So stay the fuck off my block
and don't come back on my side
Charlie, Charlie (Charlie Brown)
You just ain't fresh anymore
Because I like to be lifted
Your shit grounds me to the floor
Don't make me deck you, Charlie (Bitch)
Don't come 'round with that
Don't nobody want to hit that
Ya'll bustas need to quit that
Charlie, Charlie

Down here


[Anybody Killa]
How ya doin'? It's me again!
Underneath the concrete
Sewage of the underworld, where the fuckin' dead sleep
Creepin' and crawlin' with the stench of a rat
Hear me when I'm comin' but ya don't know where I'm at
Never seen in the daylight, only in the nighttime
Huntin' for me something that can increase my lifeline
I see it all, dead bodies and such
Ghetto gators goin' crazy when they haven't had they lunch
The more I kill, the bigger they get
It's like two Hannibal cannibals and one biscuit
Who's to blame that my parents hated me
And put me in the sewer cause they knew I couldn't reach
Seems like I was there for years
Before I grew a little bigger and I gave em both a scare
Now I'm addicted to payin' people back
Sittin' underneath the sewer caps
and waitin' for you to pass

[Chorus]
Down here
There ain't no light,
Might not be alright
Down here
In these sewers and pipes
It's always night
Down here
There's no sunlight I'm feelin'
Down here
Ya have to crawl and find it all appealin'
Appealin'

[Violent J]
Sometimes the tunnels get so small
I have to army crawl
My way through
Can you relate to that?
I can see up ladies skirts
on their way to work
Just for a second
I see they booty and neden
Tell 'em Killa

[Anybody Killa]
Come and visit us I know it's somewhere that you wanna be
Gettin' dirty life of no luxury
Even though this road is so swervy
This place is still home to me

[Chorus]
Down here
There ain't no light,
Might not be alright
Down here
In these sewers and pipes
It's always night
Down here
There's no sunlight I'm feelin'
Down here
Ya have to crawl and find it all appealin'
Appealin'

[Violent J]
It's always nighttime
In the pipelines
I sit in the sewage waistdeep and write rhymes
I know these sewers
And which ones are the newest
And which ones be some underground transit movers
We like Swamp Thing, down here, damn near
They throw homeless people in, stab 'em,
cook 'em right there
I can dive, roll, somersault, tunnel crawl, spring
I been bitten by so many fuckin' rats it ain't a thing
I love this, I crawl through your housepipes
I'm hiding in your shower nozzle pissin' on your wife
People down here are hungry, they eat muthafuckas
Everybody's alone, they always eatin' each other
I came crawlin' out the toilet, into somebody's john
I walked out and the family started screamin', it was on
I ran for the fridge and grabbed everything I could
And then dove in through the kitchen sink
and back to tha hood
I met a hooker down here, ya think they bad up there
This bitch ain't even have a neden left anywhere
Just a big hole with nothing in the middle
Her ugly ass titties had a rat hangin' and chewin'
off of each nipple
Runnin' through the dark maze, I know my way
I know no days, only glowing rays
Beaming through the sewer hole lids of the streets
Certain parts, but them parts certainly ain't for me

[Chorus]
Down here
There ain't no light,
Might not be alright
Down here
In these sewers and pipes
It's always night
Down here
There's no sunlight I'm feelin'
Down here
Ya have to crawl and find it all appealin'
Appealin'

[Repeat 4x]
There's no sunlight
There's no sunlight
Down Here

Far from reality


This is how it’s bout to go down, believe it or not, I’m still here
All you haters, time to shed another tear
Because I’m back in this bitch like your mom’s ex boyfriend
All up in your face with some brand new nonsense
Diss if you want to, go ahead and take a shot
Sooner or later that shit goin be squashed
I’m a killa with an attitude road ragin like a fool
Rolling with a family the size of a typhoon

Chorus (x2)
We ain’t going away
We ain’t going away (nowhere)
We ain’t going away
We ain’t going away (far from reality)

Who you think you fucking with? This shit getting serious
Ain’t no time for busted lips, the shit I bust will turn you bitch
Turn your back and walk away, keep on thinking that you safe
It’s a small world after all, so I’ll just wait until that day
To pull my heat and lay you out or grab my blade and start to scalp
Either way I do not doubt the sweet revenge keeps me around
Silently right on your trail, if you live only time will tell
I’ll be there though if you ain’t, so you can see we here to stay

Chorus (x2)

All my warriors get loud; make some room up in this crowd
Let everyone else around; see how killers put shit down
Pull it out and let it pop, listen to those bodies drop
Let them all lay their in shock, at least now they know we don’t play
Everybody recognize I’m not the type to tell you twice
Fuck with me, I guarantee that someone going pay the price
Show respect when in the room, I’m killing all that I see though
If you ever did me wrong, then I hope to see you soon

Chorus(x4)

Gimmie ah beat


Diiiiirrrrrrrty!!

My gat sounds nice
One
Leave your whole damn neighborhood stunned
You better run
I'm comin' at ya
Duck, bob, and weave as these bullets fly past ya
Man I'm crazy
Puffin' on a green leaf
Pointin' my heat
Straight get off on bein' the street
I'm puttin'
One little
Two little
Three little holes in the back of ya dome
You shoulda stayed home
D-Town born and raised
Drinkin' on a porch
Beatin' down on strays
Broke as fuck
and always hungry
Clothes on my back be dirty laundry

[Chorus 2x]
Just give me a fuckin beat
Just give me a fuckin beat
Those who grip a mic are known as teachers

I'm dusty like a ashtray
I don't give a shit
Got a clean ass piece though
With a full clip
and a small axe underneath the passenger seat
Ready to swing it
Best believe I'mma bring it
Who you think ya messin' with, don't trip
I'm a warrior
Scalpin' all those who ain't standin on the same side
When its all about to go down
Fightin' with the enemy
Puttin' them in the ground
I bring that old school basement sound
When all I had was a forty-five weighin' me down
Little redskin homey in the hood
Big pimpin'
Ghetto fabulous in the booth bullshittin'

[Chorus 2x]
Just give me a fuckin beat
Just give me a fuckin beat
Those who grip a mic are known as teachers

"Yeah man, my girl supposed to be comin' through dog
and uh, she might just have a little hunny for you."
"Hey man"
"What?"
"Is it always like this in your motherfuckin' neighborhood, dog?"
"What, What? Oh, man it get crazier on the weekends dog."
"What the fuck man....."
"Lets go down to the party store I know that bitch down there. I need a forty anyway dog."
"Go to the fuckin....Whatchu gotta a tan....What you you gotta tank in the back mother fucker?!"
"Oh man, it's just down the street, come on dog!"
"Fuck that, I ain't goin to no mother fuckin, fuck that
where the basement at?"
"Oh man....."

Grind 2 the flow


Yo, I’ma a little hipper than the average hop
I’m the type of motherfucker you can’t stop
Especially those that make me mad
Cause I can be the worse enemy that you ever had
So if you knew me then, then you know me now
And for all the virgin ears, I’m so glad to bust you out
I be all in your face but hard to find
Underground living so this killer can hustle and grind

Chorus
The life that you live, is it real or are you fakin?
Those rules you make, are they from your heart or were you persuaded ?
So I’ma grind 2 the flow, grind 2 the flow, grind 2 the flow
So I’ma grind 2 the flow, grind 2 the flow, grind 2 the flow

You know, every time I spit it people get it because we connected
And every time we get together we wreck shit
I pay dues to make moves just like the next man
Soul of a warrior, come and catch me if you can
Some of ya’ll recognize real shit
While other are influenced and just take it like a bitch
So if you real with the words that you spill
There ain’t no reason you should feel anything you do is ill

Chorus
I got some courage in the heavy hitting heart beat
I got the attitude to survive in the streets
I got the wisdom of an old school cat
With my mind set on one thing, taken it back
I got the nerve to go do whatever
Cause there really ain’t too many out here doing it better
So when you see me keep one thing in mind
That this motherfucking killer is always on his grind

Chorus(x2)

Hey yall


Hey ya'll
Come over here, check this out
And gimme a minute of your time, but don't doubt
Anything that I tell ya'll, listen up closely
It's something ghostly, my ancestors told me
Way back before we walked the earth
It was so much cleaner cause it wasn't disturbed
But there was still hatred and strugglin' for our color
Cause if you had nothing you were bound to smother
And I don't know why, cause helping hands should be a must
It was written on the manuscript, in the book you trust
Unless it's all just a way to get us arguin'
Believe what you feel, even if it's a life of sin

[Chorus 2x]
Hey ya'll
Everybody gotta watch they back
We alone, so watch your back
Hey ya'll
Everybody gotta walk in they own path
But at the end, you can't go back

Ever since there's been a jail cell
Murder's been committed
Thou shalt not kill, and who's the one sinnin'?
At the end of all of this, will they be judged?
Punished for the life they took with no grudge
Nowadays, things sure ain't changed
There's a whole lot of states allowed to fry your brains
That's cause lately we just burn it away
Let them build they own prisons where their ass can stay
It's a wonder how we let things happen
I ain't special
But I enjoy takin' it to another level
Bad choices lead to a terrible afterlife
So, just learn your wrongs from right

[Chorus 2x]
Hey ya'll
Everybody gotta watch they back
We alone, so watch your back
Hey ya'll
Everybody gotta walk in they own path
But at the end, you can't go back

Hey ya'll
I don't mean to get ya thinkin' about
Things that's gonna get ya down and out
There just things I had to get up off my chest
Cause I'm trying to relax and just do my best
I don't wanna take a situation, and turn it upside down
I just feel this world's fuckin' around
I mean, who am I to judge?
I just, I was raised to be strong enough
Hey ya'll
Do you understand what I'm saying?
Hey ya'll
My ancestors got me down on my knees prayin'
Hey ya'll
They keep tellin' me to spread the word
Hey ya'll
Cause when they come their gonna test what you have learned

[Chorus 2x]
Hey ya'll
Everybody gotta watch they back
We alone, so watch your back
Hey ya'll
Everybody gotta walk in they own path
But at the end, you can't go back

Hey ya'll
Hey ya'll!

Retaliation, what now bitch!!

Intro


Hey, anybody wanna hear something dirty?
Well ya know, You're gonna have to help me
You know that old building, next to the Indian burial grounds?
Well word has it
There's a chest buried underneath the floor boards under the stairway there
And inside it, there's all type of dirty history
Left behind by this crazy warrior
And people say if it was ever dug up
It would bring this guy back around
Then he would spread all these messages himself
So now that I've told you all
Do you still wanna hear something dirty?
Ok, follow me
Look, there's the stairway
Come on, hurry up, let's pull up these floor boards
Look, there it is, help me pull it up
Quick, give me something to break off this lock
Cool, now help me open it up
What the!