[Intro (Talking)] I'mma do it all in one take Aye, uh, turn me up in the headphones a lil' bit Word [Verse] Play something that's more cla**ical For the kid that be from the murder capitol Could've slung dope But that would, be so irrational I rather make raps Than wrap packs Up in the lab, ya' know? Ya' know Max Bringing them raps back on a "boom bap", ya' know? In a, strap back Made by Don C Because he super cold In rap pack Full of dope rappers that be super on Deck, for the next pick And I can merch that on my Mom Them kids gonna bring the cannon "BLAM", then Blame it on the man that was standing Next to him Snitch and they drop your tooth in I rather be a student Than to partake in your foolishness Black mask, and blast at, any rival It's all survival For the black-on-black crime Colors suicidal Generation heavily hated On a downwards spiral While all tryna maintain our "fly" Like the dragon, Spyro I'm trying to tell you something different, though Rather than sugar-coating these lies Trying to get your listens, though I don't give an explicit bout' opinion I just wanna borrow your ears for what my pen been Jotting, and scratching And dripping on my Lenin (Lennon) John, right? More dough (Doe) that John, right? Your bars are sub-par So please dismiss them from my nearest sight Before you get destroyed Yes you're hearing right See, I was going kind of easy With the songs that I released But now, I'm back at it Pulling teeth It's yo' MF Doom Like the masked man This the last stand Like only Max can Stop it and read it Little conceited Based God told me to cook God told me to pray Beat told me to let go But my girl told me to stay But she told me to stay (x2)