NO SENSE

[DEPTH STRIDA]
I just wanna say that ya clique ain't safe
It is mercenaries fuck outta way
Let the rifle bang
Talking thermal slang
Bitch we on another level we dont shake no hands

We pull up in mad trucks
Bitch you got bad luck
Kaiser on the passanger hes scouting for some snipers
We crouchin thru high grass
Sneak up on yo ass
Prey for a backstab
Your cash now my cash

[Papa Sleep]
Machete through the jungle nothing subtle
Rip your lips off like some silver back gorillas
Sliver of a tigers soul I'm going crazy
Never mind the hunters really just be tripping
I admit it
One man army on a mission
Envision
All your shots they be fucking missing
Missing link to all your music
Crush your movement with big ass hands
Big ass bands in the trunk of the jeep
All these snakes they just slither and creep
Strida run through the temple
Keep a heavy metal just in case the jungle turn on me