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[Intro: Ras Kass] What up Diamond? You know it's going down Stunts, Blunts and Hip-Hop nigga One more time, one more again We in the drug lab Watching the first Planet of the Apes You know what afterbirth is right? Well this is death's afterbirth [Verse 1: Guilty Simpson] 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 The General, 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 Try to go from MC to the front of a T Literally - like that quick When real life interferes with rap [Chorus] Deadly with a pen Multiple 187's Rest in peace Deadly with a pen Multiple 187's Rest in peace Kick your front row 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 Can't compare me, I'm the best Work at the [???] Twist MC's like they possess [???]-leptic, 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 Multiple 187's Rest in peace Deadly with a pen Multiple 187's Rest in peace Kick your front row in and drag them out