(Jamie Madrox) Festival of What's that holding? Turn full circle, face to face the Omen When I split you I go for heart And spit on your soul and slash weak shit apart meets common and in the way So all you common motherfuckers better what you say I friendly bitch And ain't no asleep You're only slept on cause your shit is and weak Then you slept with the enemy and again And now the only people coming to your shows is Of your ass, I ain't sorry, I'm kinda glad I admit I took your cd back and it was scratched Should've broke that in half For your to try and take me For twenty dollars out of my pocket no apology Ordinary wanna-be, fly by night, high They that one dude Daddy-X Cause like fifty-three
(Chorus x2 - Violent J & Esham & 2 Dope) Burn, black smoke the sky You bring the out of me Your is I I love to watch you fall, but you're already I love to watch you fall, but already gone
(Monoxide Child) Quit taking up shelf space and just pass the weed And let the mainstream tell you when or when not to Don't ever diss me Or my crew with our Or feed you to the same fucking pigs I see you playing with Come and get You really to get your front piece rattled? All over a rap It's the fame game homie, and we play that So if you diss me, I'ma find out where your folks at To say that, sparks fly, but we don't die And on the twenty-first day of You got eye full Get the fuck off the and make way Like the hope, here today and gone the next day It ain't a setup, it's the and you can deal with it All because sheltered by that Hollywood deal shit (?) It makes me sick, I wanna Cause the only thing matters about your album Is who else you got on it