(CBen)
Hello, CBen getting on this beat
Open your ear and take a seat
Hear what we say but go deeper than that
Expand your mind, get off your ass

You may think I'm little crazy
But that's because I'm puffing on the daily, she's a lady
She makes me feel better so I share her with my boys
I'm better with her than I was with my toys

Yeah I'm psychotic, it could be a problem
I'm smoke that narcotic, that's how I solve them
Every time that thought jumps in my head
The one that says your friend is dead

Red is running through the streets
Every time you listen to Team Lift beats
Every time you smoke, every time you toke
Every time you all start to laugh and joke

Days are repeating in my mind
My only decisions are if I want peach or wine
Some tell me this is a crime
I don't really think that's where it falls in line

(DZDXY)
I'm a backpack tracker, blackjack racker
Flapjack, hacky sack, wacky bac packer
Brat with the swagger pulling out the dagger
Face in the dirt, yeah it ache when it hurt

(CBen)
I'll tie you down to a muthafucking lawn chair
Then I'll blow you up with a rocket launcher
Cuz I'm sucking all the bong air
Come on, honeys, let me pull up on that long hair

I got the mind of a maniac
Mr. President, where the first lady at?
She be running in my head, I'm stacking all this bread
So she giving me the braniac

I have those fucked up thoughts
But none worth nailing muthafuckas to a cross
Using all the blood for a little bit of sauce
And a side of Rick Ross then I floss

(DZDX)
I'm a backpack tracker, blackjack racker
Flapjack, hacky sack, wacky bac packer
Brat with the swagger pulling out the dagger
Face in the dirt, yeah it ache when it hurt

(Professor T)
I'm fucking losing it
I'm fucking losing it
I'm fucking losing it
I'm fucking losing it

But never losing spit when asking who's the shit
Remind them who's in it, he brings the truth with wit
And the youth commit even though he's crazy
Makes weird music and a truant cuz he lazy

Like Patrick Schwayze
Hand full of women like I owned a Mercedes
Many many ladies line up when I play these
Fine fucking rhymes, watch as I slay three Doms

And the New York Times, be it yours or mine
Gone and lost my mind, found the dotted line
That I never really never really knew that I'd sign
Fun track jacked and in fact just designed

To do this me
Messed up in the head but the meds bring the peace
Thought that I was done for, this will never cease
But police pack me up in the back of am ambulance, jeez

I wheeze from the smoke in my lungs
Rapping real thought but to y'all it just sounds like tongues
Till my neck is wrung, sing the song unsung
Til I come undone, teach like Obi Wan

Oh you owe me so?
Oh I hope it's fun on the other side
Of the tracks he run
And it never really stops
And it never really stops
And it never really stops
And it never really stops

(DZDXY)
Make a little music and these muthafuckas love me
But a muthafucka won't be above me
All these ratches run around yelling "fuck me"
Don't get comfy, bitch, don't touch me

Fucking with me cuz I made a little money
Fucking with me cuz I got a little hungry
Actin' like we tight from the beginning
In reality I'm winning so you coming up grinning like

Damn, Danzig, you the man, Danzig
Cannot wait til we finish up the plan, Danzig
I'm a fan, so let me on your catamaran when you purchase one
We'll be friends to the end

Don't mean to offend, I cannot pretend
I'm flattered that you're telling me this shit again
But you didn't used to fuck with me, what is all this fuckery?
Make a little music everybody looking up to me

Now I'm pulling artillery
Leaning over like the left wing, Hilary
Tearing apart like a right wing shark
On the bright side I might light my spark

Cuz the night's too dark, the starlight shining
Sun goes down and the moon keeps rising
Biding time, yeah the Devil's look at me like
"That child is mine," this my final rhyme

I never really thought the it would end up like this
And I never really thought that I would end it like this
I'm sitting in a little bitty situation
Life's a bitch you hating and she ovulating

So you concentrating, yeah you gotta just wait
You gotta face the day cuz this a fucked up place
And if you ever fade away like the second to last song
On my new tape, know I'm fine to stay

And if you ever fade away like the second to last song
On my new tape, know I'm fine to stay and that's that