Alright, check it I travelled back to the cracks of thought that don't feel pain from the home of Eighth train to the bloodstains, New York, New York Where the chew pork, the chicken head tricks bottle dicks There's a court for every prick, for some, bricks fill blocks that fill Pockets, mine, it's like crack rock rhyme, define These here times that you gotta pack still and/or a strong mind Just a deal 'cause they don't give a fuck how you feel or who you are Rhyme by the age of death law so deep, I'm ingrown down to the chromosome Sneak up on your like , guns and tugboats pump the noise loud so I can't hear myself think The strongest chain breaks as fast as the weakest link scales are measured a weight to obliterate frail minds I catch my life imitating hell sometimes While knowledge feeds a guy like food 'cause I write the real flicks and life I stab you with my tongue- I mean knife I stab you with my tongue- I mean knife And I stab Or whatever, keep me posted on the album, you check me here Number's 212-2404-9530840 But catch me out in Brooklyn, 718-431-0840, Deflon Sallahr Nice job, next show in five minutes