Yo, you know we had to do the remix
Shrine B, Ant Money, Mad Joe, Ari Fury
Let's go
You know, you know
That I can't let shit go on my own
(we tell it like it is motherfucker, they know)
And I can't let shit go on my own
I grinded to the top
You stuck in the middle
don't care where ya at
Or where you dwindle
I live this for real
And your just a lame
Try to cancel this
And feel the reign
I rose from the gutter
Perfected my craft
I bring it from the heart
You whole style is trash
Age is just a number
I'll die for the cause
I put Jersey on the map
Rough rugged and raw
You know the beginnings
How it all went down
We Beat'em so bad
They changed their pronouns
It Is what it is
I am who I am
I'm a legend in the game
Homey this is God's plan
I meant what I said
You know what's up
I'm definitely the type
To call your bluff
Level up or shut up
Let see what your about
Come test the old man
Fuck around and find out
You know, you know
That I can't let shit go on my own
(you want to see us fall
But we stay at the top)
And I can't let shit go on my own
(Shrine B) Distributor of pain
You should stay in tune
That we hate to lose
Make my way in the state of Jeruz
Go across your face in the place with steel plated boots
The blood red but the flame a steel stainless blue
and all your loss is my gain
that's the way we do
Leave you scarred bars sharp like a sabertooth
Get torn apart we hit hard like the pain of truth
Can't escape the zoo its all games until you make the news
But you weak and still chase the forbidden taste of fruit
What we say is true never been in that car chase pursuit
Bend your mind in real time like the matrix spoon
Rip VS Zeus in the place the unbreakable
Still I'm stuck in ways like some crazy glue
You got something to say
Then you should make a move
The apes loose
Hate me, hate you
Live from the dead presidents eyes now thats the paper-view
(Ant Money) My rollie wrist watch don't tick tock
So I don't give a fuck about no tick tock
I've been on the grind til my shit popped
And now it's time to shine till my heart stops
These internet thugs
They just fighting to go viral
I was in the trenches had to fight for survival
I just hustle hard, turn my idols to rivals
I still spin the block, put your world in a spiral
Make hardcore hard again
it's something hard again
If I offend
You don't comprehend
From the heart I've been
Throw this in your hair
We don't make amends
We're not your friends
This is not to condescend
Just to recommend
E-town, Fury Of Five coll ab
Stikman hit me up to get in the lab
We stay getting money
They stay mad
We never chase a cloud
We chasing a bag
(You know, you know
That I can't let shit go on my own
That I can't let shit go on my own)
(Mad Joe) You know the name
Wisdom In Chains
To boxcutter representing from my brother
Ain't no denying
Got the heart of a lion
It's the M.A.D. J.O.E.
You better act nice
If you don't you get smacked twice
I packed ice since you was a hoe in a past life
you're all hype
You couldn't shine with a flashlight.
Behave before your head gets caved.
you still act tight (stalactite)
I smash Mics and burn them like hash pipes
I rock shows and murder more anthems than gaslight
Check swing on your third strike
with a left, right
You'll catch flight like fast bikes on half pipes
Like Dave Mirra era
I'm sheer terror
I'm ugly and I'm proud
You can call me Paul Bearer
I'm a bald head, country bred, thousand yard starer
Bull testicles, you need to grow a pair of
Tell me how you want it
that's how it's going down
PA by the slice
New Jersey by the pound
If you know you know
If you don't, you better ask somebody
Cause ima break you when I put you on the ground
We wear the crown!
