| They made me callous |
| Don’t bring that malice to my place |
| In my palace at my pace, emerald chalice to my face |
| I’m at ease when they knockin |
| I already got they coffins lined up in the back |
| Of my mind steady clockin every step that you take |
| I be Spec going ape, put respect on my name |
| Or let the tech seal ya fate |
| Night vision with my scope, I don’t see a trace a hope |
| See your breathe in the cold, see ya souls already sold |
| Take the shovel to grave, you’re making my day |
| You can rest in piss, while I find another way |
| To find some peace, I done broke my leash |
| And I’m barking at the sky, cause I wanna feel at ease |
| I’m under pressure, I don’t know better |
| But if you break my trust I’ma sever |
| I am forever going on going on with the sheathe |
| To my left and my right, got the blade through ya teeth |
| You never really had my back, I know this |
| And now I got you runnin like that, you chose this |
| They steady on the front lines trippin |
| On they shells while I stand tall |
| Treadin through the mud, breakin bones on the asphalt |
| If I take your bitch not my problem, its her ass fault |
| Stand down, man down |
| Get shattered like a glass vault |
| Take the shovel to grave, you’re making my day |
| You can rest in piss, while I find another way |
| To find some peace, I done broke my leash |
| And I’m barking at the sky, cause I wanna feel at ease |
| I’m under pressure, I don’t know better |
| But if you break my trust I’ma sever |
| I am forever going on going on with the sheathe |
| To my left and my right, got the blade through ya teeth |