time low and there's no where left to go Make up your mind, don't be the death of me If you want me here I am counting down to zero I got a panic attack
, still in the game Still grindin', still dealing the cane Still cockin' shit at your brain Homie, I still smell the rotten people that lay Down in ground zero
some do I propagate against one of the brothers from my high school Real sad funeral, ask any pupil I speak know this before this quadruple Some minds are so shallow, roads
30 second flash visual Dirty cooperative net platoon bloom head trip split rediculous Fathom the splicing of first generation Fuck up or trickle down anti hero smack (Cracking!) I paste the game to zero
Brayton... Fi hear Classics sound a boogie down? Di same people politics operate music mek dem all gather round Well, yuh nuh si this dancehall business gone to zero
on chrome feet, old enough to drank Look, homes, this my state, my city, my home-boy So I'ma rep the park hard, for my home-boys Gotty Road, Riverdale
and BIT IT Got with it, for his brother he DID IT So you gotta admit it This is a martyr, a soldier, a hero WHY? Because he started from zero In this
in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero Tune in to Channel Zero, tune in to Channel Zero Tune in
'll be screamin and dreamin To be down with the winning team, but Get off the rap tip and sing how you're caught up in a rapture This is the final chapter
road is long, so just hang on It's gonna be alright I'll make you better than that The road is long, so keep your faith And when your zero has come
drink on it, bet my main squeeze mink on it Think this shit a joke? Bet the S-5 pink on it Real gangstas stand up, hold they dick Bitch niggaz sit down
on it, bet my main squeeze mink on it Think this shit a joke? Bet the S-5 pink on it Real, real gangstaz stand up, hold they dick Bitch niggaz sit down
drink on it, bet my main squeeze mink on it Think this shit a joke? Bet the S-5 pink on it Real niggas stand up, hold they dick Bitch niggas sit down
you this (Could you let it show?) Put it all on show There's nothing left to lose Just you follow me, follow me, follow Down that one road left to choose
that how it is? There'll be no looking back on this... this is now, which will be then - is this the means? All I know for shure is this is the end. No
the drama, she would bleed tryin to feed 4 mouths Wasn't rockin Girbauds, I barely had clothes, and when it snowed and temperatures droppin below zero
everytime we said goodbye when I was back on the road I was a rhythm man, now I'm a local hero I still remember when my luck was down to zero Right now
tuck ya gold And you and your mic ? on down the road Assholes are like opinions, everybody got to have one Shootin in the sky tryin to blast sun Zero