187

[Intro: Ras Kass (Guilty Simpson)]
Uh
What up, Diamond?
You know it's going down
Stunts, Blunts and Hip-Hop nigga (Yeah)
One more time, one more again (Yeah)
We in the drug lab
Watching reverse Planet of the Apes
You know what afterbirth is right?
Well this is death's afterbirth

[Verse 1: Guilty Simpson]
Yo, when I call late with intents to motivate
Spread love cause I know the hate all too well
I been through hell and back
Then return with a story to tell, listen
I had a rough transition
Peasant with a king's ambition
Imperial, toast with no cereal
Will visit you if you need a visual
Uh, The General, uh, I generally
Move at a pace something like General Lee
I write from left feel, the best yiel
Face so familiar, remember the G
Hit em with the semi and flee
That's how you go from MC to the front of a T
Literally, like that quick
When real life interferes with rap

[Scratch Hook]
Deadly with a pen
With multiple 187's
Rest in peace
Deadly with a pen
With multiple 187's
Rest in peace
Kick your front door in and drag them out

[Verse 2: Ras Kass]
This is death's afterbirth
Fly on a corpse and you ride in a hearse
Family crying, your spirit just glide from the Earth
Like July on the 4th
Mister, you just a guy in the dirt
Mind a weapon they can't find in a search
I satisfy your widow with the size of a girth
I dive in a tsunami and arrive in a surf
Standing on Shamu in a referee shirt
Yeah, nigga, can't compare me, I'm the best
Work at the Giuseppe
Twist MC's like they possess an epileptic, do the metrics
If ya pop is dead, then I'm a vampire on records
Undead, haters wanna take me out of my zone
You can't push my buttons, I'm a iPhone
Diamond, Diggin' in the Crates, art
I dig in your chest and rip out your beating heart

[Chorus]
Deadly with a pen
With multiple 187's
Rest in peace
Deadly with a pen
With multiple 187's
Rest in peace
Kick your front door in and drag them out