Back with the brand new shit 
Blade with the handsewn grip 
No, I wont cut ya bitch 
No, I dont want your bitch 
Promise you dont want no shit 
Blind from the sunshine, wrist 
Tired from the moonlight, diamonds shinin off my chest
I hide it, no, never, its out in the Winter
Catching the snow, smokin, watchin it glimmer in slow-mo 
If we close to low, I get up and hit the store
We pullin out for the cause, we slidin back up with dope
What?
Bones to the front, hair to the back 
SESH forever last like nobody in the past 
Did before, they crawlin when we flow 
Reachin for the team, got em drowning in a moat 
Lower the draw bridge, whoevers in arms length
Is getting napalm sprayed for like infinite days
Got infinite rage, turn to Jin on a stage
Tekken live when we show up in your city and state
Coat rippin from the wings growing outta my back
Head down in a stance like Im about to attack
They lookin winded, Bones fine, Im just doin some laps
I was workin on my craft when my friends all left
I was 15 then, now just look how time passin
Turned a moldy mattress to a scumbag castle
How he do that? I call it deadboy magic
How he do that? I call it deadboy magic