I’m good to the last breath
Money entered the room and god left I
'm from a place where nobody got creff
But I'm working on killing it like Jeff
Still give em too much to digest
A little wheeze and a cough and tight chest
What’s the question if anybody can guess
They’ll never get it, you gotta give it a rest
My whole life I’ve been witnessing my death
We keep it pushing I push it till nothings left
And yeah its probably best to digress
Life isn’t a bitch its a big test
Less of that you gotta get in the zone though
Oh no brother you sound as dead as a Dodo
You might see me laughing its not a joke though
Shit has got ‘em ringing the dinger like Quasimodo

Too much chili in the sauce
Feel something silly in the force
Sitting in my thoughts
A million aborts and I pause
Before I start jimmying the doors
Pulling all the plugs out the ports
Told em ‘course of bloody course’
Power of a horse
Leaches all up in my shorts
Middle finger see you in the courts

No chill button
Bars like fuck 'em
We stay cuttin’
They keep running
Bruh - how you make it look so stunning
My way done 'em
High grade plumbing
I’ll be on the next plane trying to build sumin
How you gonna do all that sat around bunning
That’s Potent Funk in the background humming
Couple bangers now he’s got the whole tribe drumming
Sounds so dutty, looks so butters
Now they wanna hang on every word that he utters
But I ain’t really down with a lot of these fuckers
Leaks in the house got leaves in the gutters
Used to be a lot of perks too but it flutters
Remember when we used to just loiter the shutters
Nothings really changed but a bit of grey hair and some mange
In the same old room full of nutters

Too much chili in the sauce
Feel something silly in the force
Sitting in my thoughts
A million aborts and I pause
Before I start jimmying the doors
Pulling all the plugs out the ports
Told em ‘course of bloody course’
Power of a horse
Leaches all up in my shorts
Middle finger see you in the courts