[Intro: Dom Pachino] 4 Security Reasons... (yeah) 4 Security Reasons... (reppin' it hardbody) 4 Security Reasons... (one more time, man, yo, yo) [Dom Pachino] Listen to the music play, sound like a melody Guns up, for all my troops, that share the same pedigree I'm knee deep in the sh**, but won't let it bury me I shine off the family tree, sorta like a cherry be Hold a desert e., so steadily, I've been Working to the bone, man, I need some therapy All this damn drama, man, please just it be The deal is, you can keep your life just don't discredit me Play my sh** entirely, don't you edit me My music is medicine, it heal people mentally My music is responsible, it brings back memories People have pads, not tendencies [Chorus 2X: Dom Pachino] 4 Security Reasons (yo, we rock the body-body, reppin' hardbody) 4 Security Reasons (f** around, yo, we might catch a body) 4 Security Reasons (yo, we rock the body-body, reppin' hardbody) 4 Security Reasons (f** around, yo, we might, end the party) [Crunch Lo] I'm in here with the gremlins, they got the cases pending They don't care, want the hammer's up in here In the square with the hoodies, we don't follow no dress code We looking for the goods, the ices, watches and gold The yap' shine commitee, smoking on a fitty Of the purple haze, piff still, beat a n***a stiff So go on with your riff-raff, my verbal blast'll Light a n***a a**, if you light in the a** Better squeeze your 'juice', like you Bishop Or get picked up, by the big blue steel, get spinned like a wheel Anybody get it, n***a, I ain't with it In the 2K and change, dude, we straight bang [Chorus 2X] [Dom Pachino] Yo picture perscribing d** like a pharmacist Peelin' n***as wigs back oranges, I'm talking bout squads & sh** I was raised where if you got good sh**, then guard your sh** And disappear, into thin air, when the NARC's appear That garbage, n***a, don't even try to bargain here We starving here, got to keep my conscious clear But they created a monster, bang the hammers and sparks'll flare That's why I always come prepared, got to keep my sh** planned out for the year The only way I don't live it out, is if they take me off of here And I doubt that, guns and ammo, I got that, bulletproof, I got that Goons, also known as my platoon, check, I got that Getting money, I'm bout that, so don't cha doubt that Check it, listen I think my name speak for itself It's Dom P., a/k/a Top Shelf, a/k/a I'm doing good, check the slide in The stealth [Outro: Dom Pachino] Aiyo, man, this is to all my die hard P.R. Terrorist fans Ya'll n***as know who ya'll are, man.. all day You heard me? I'm doing this sh** for ya'll n***as, man Terrorist sh**, giving ya'll what the f** ya'll want You heard me? You f**ing heard me?