even late ya can't hate check mate retrobate ya met yo fate
Supreme Petrol Grade seize the mechanics of your existance and put the whole thing in retrograde
introspect then played intellect been slayed and in effect ten fade
to my one
ya can't hold candles to napalm no way saan to try to die done
know why you my son
hold silence till I done
like a jury tryna hang but you just hung




yo my bad... I dunno is blaksilence spat or not and I do know I'm mad late bet heres what i sent ric this morning.. respect.