[Verse 1: Jonwayne]
[Verse 2: Zeroh]
And I gotta be present
Cause death will come for us all
I'm sorry, it's all I can be sure of
Under pressure cracked came out my shell
Scraped all that bad news and utloose
In la-la land, splitting you cashews
Mashed up into butter spread all over this land
These fools for cash, do whatever they can
To ban past dues
Watch the blood hungry bros, buck the fuck boys
Back in fast mode, duck
We jabbing in passcodes
Neo on the d-low see our peace can be lethal, g
Sharp shards of divine cords
Slice, make the people bleed
They hearts hard, minds scared
Follow my genius lead I synthesize
A finer rise, flying a minor keys
Designers jeans, these high being can preach for days
To fire fiends in dire need, admire my DNA
Second coming one next to none
Let's make this baby paid
Summer rain, put that humble pain away, at bay
Some of our powers wire my brain, nerve ending spray
The dumb are slain, mangled and maimed
Catching my fame
[Verse 3: Jonwayne]
Experiment 17 was produced by Jonwayne.