I pull the plug and I end all this shit in a second Fuck all the fakes, it's a blessing, I can't even press it Fuck it, I know that you ain't with it Bitch, you still ain't get the message I don't know where you'd be without these rappers I know you [?] Roll another blunt up in the zone Smoke it in the back then I'm out with the dogs Pack after pack, blow o after o Make my profits get bigger, I smoke then go home Ask all your friends, bitch, I go [?] make 'em go 'Member that shit you don't know I fucked up the game, you still tryna get shows I'm used to makin' more bank than [?] I been on this shit for [?] [?] make an allowance I was beginning my race at the top of the slope Ain't no fuckin' end 'til the voices in my head take over Yung motherfuckin' Death kill this shit like [?], yuh Chronicles Of The Death Mane 666, motherfucking Yung Death Fuck Death comin', fuckin' up everything that he see in his way Death throw the keys to the underground but I hide that shit away Nobody wanna see what gonna happen and fuck with the blade Deep in the night, I bury you inside of your grave It be the killer, the Death Mane that sleep in a coffin And live in a pit that's surrounded by snakes I live my life in the depths with no light [?] flames Sever your head for the ritual, look at the physical [?] the mystical wave Said you want death [?] that murder my blessing That shit you don't mess with, it take you away