(Intro) Crypt
Yeah, AOTP, ok, King Mag, Vinnie P, whadup nigga?

[Crypt the Warchild]
Yeah, the real is back cocksucker, this is 08
A lot of people show love, people sho' hate
A lot of niggas fall back but I won't wait
This doe will be made, I motivate to those states
We build destroy only just to keep building
We kill the noise only just to reach millions
Time to step my game up, change myself
I neva point the finger I blame myself
I make this music for me, refuse to sleep
He who works hard, he usually eat
We two but we deep, we grew some more beat
We Q to the D, we glued to the streets
Who's who when he speak? That dude is a key
He who barks loud, he usually sweet
Maneuver the beat, paralyze the bassline
Dismantled kick snare and I neva take time
Laid on the line even if it takes mine
Laid on your mind even if it takes nine
Shots to your melon, Cerebellum on the Stateline
Spit 20/20 Primetime like its Dateline

[Planetary]
Everything is real in this field we walking
We talking, we start this, no comp nigga
We lock shit down
And this shit gon' burn
All day you in the way, Paz it's your turn
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