Intro

Pick it up right where it left off The bet's off, you gets off On being skeptical, but shit is too real Be honest with it, what do you feel? The beast is hidden beneath the feet And with the pattern concealed It's like you're stuck in the middle of your terror, and Never found part of yourself, but Oh well, guess that wasn't in your ministry Here come the hammers to rearrange body chemistry You should behave the way you do whеn family is threatened You was making movеs, but now you making messes Take this tape and play it, listen to the message Did you really think that death would just be simple? No, it never stops, you should run away You won't make it far Count your blessings for the life you've had and depart Or else welcome to the retribution for your life of wasted illusions And you could have been in the movement If you hadn't fucked up and moved in and did it So focus on fixing so cover your throat 'Cause it's clipping–