What's up guys, this is Ramsey, we're here in Dover, New Hampshire at Wetteler Skatepark.
All I need to do is about to kill the demo, son, you can't, yeah, straight out we fuckin' Dungeons and Rappers, but fake niggas don't make a Rappers.
Rappers, I'm on you, flippin' with the funky rhythm, I be kickin', musician, if it's a composition, a pain, I'm like Skull Face, sniffing cocaine, holdin' it, I'm 16, see what the pain, I'm extreme.
Now, bullet holes left in my people, I'm suited up for street blows, hand me a nod and out the beat goes, y'all know my steelo, but no, without the head play, I keep some E.J.
Tittin' me up in the stairway, I eat the on the corner bettin' grease, with the sewer chimps, laughin' at basics, tryin' to sell some broken apps, G-Class get all quick, forever niggas talk shit,
reminiscing about the last time the task force fled, niggas wanted to do the rock shoot, time to start the revolution, catch a body after Houston must've caught us on fire, the Mac-10 was in the grass and a bandit, a cheetah, reports I'm an assassin, pick the Mac up, two brothers back up, the man's straight,
all the city niggas wanna grab, I made a backflip, heard a future scream, my mom shook, couldn't work, gave another squeeze, heard it quit, know my city's stuck, tried to cock it, it wouldn't shoot, now I'm a danger,
finally pulled it back, I saw three pullers caught up in the chain walk, so now I'm jettin' till the buildin' line, and it was full of change, I probably couldn't see as high as I've been, it's like the game ain't the same,
that younger niggas pullin' the triggers, bringin' fame to the name, and playin' some corners, the Jews without money, some corners, and poor daylight, stick up kills, they run up corners, fours, fives, and gauges,
Macs have that same niggas, they catch you back to back, snatched you in tracks and black, there was a snitch on the black, hittin' in his night, so he's faster, the cool boys drop, I know this crackhead, he says he got a smoke night's life,
and if it's good, you bring your customers a magic red glass, but chill, you got a sliding application, inside information, he clogs, niggas are racing in a wild space, it drives me, as he does on my breath, I never sleep, the sleep is the cause of the death,
beyond the walls of intelligence, right through the climb, I think of crime, when I'm in the New York state of mind, state of mind, state of mind
I'm a gangster drinking my wets home and tax making sure the gas can't correct
and I step invest mix and stop so enough the box to sell rocks
when a gun fights with mega cost with just a nigga
roll the weirdest finger on the trigger making up figures until my pocket get bigger
I ain't the type of brother man for you to start testing
give me a sniff and listen I have niggas addressing
I'm thinking of cash flow, heater and shelter
whenever frustrated I'm a hijacked Delta and the PJs
my friends take place, bullets and strays
young bitches is raised, each black
it's like a maze from a black rat's trap
plus the album is packed from what I hear in all the stories
when my pupils come back black
I'm living where the nights is jet black
the beans fight to get crack, I just smack
I drink like I sit back and act like a boy with drugs kept soon
all the legal luxury life brings credit with stones
homes, I got so many bombs I don't think I'm too sane
I was paranoid, I had what I must maintain and be prosperous
though we lived dangerous cops could just arrest me
payment us when I'm like hostages
it's only right that I was poor and use mites
and the stuff that I write is even tougher than dice
I'm taking rappers to a new plateau, do rap slow
my ramen is a vitamin, hell without a capsule
the smooth trimming on beat breaks
never put me in your box, if the shit each take
the city never sleeps, full of feelings and treats
that's where I learned to do my arse who had to scuffle with free
I'm an addict for sneakers, 20s of booty
and bitches with peoples, in the streets I can preach them
I've got points I teach ya and held deep
like the words in my breath, I never sleep
cause sleep is the cause and the death
I lay puzzled as I backtracked and heard me at times
nothing's equivalent to the New York state of mind
