Track One

[Verse 1] Money talks, everybody be quiet Spit fly shit, these words I pilot If mum’s the word, this motherfucker’s never silent Unless it’s about the business in my asylum That’s what I call home, invaders unwelcome They snooping around, but I can smell them Show teeth, nothing I tell them Silence is golden, I’ma make it melt then Into a gold watch, I’ll be so cool Not too many chains, I pity no fool And a crown too, these lines I rule So I write in silence, chillin’ in my room I turn the beat up and the pen hits the paper Red ink, the trademark of this creator Hope it’s no beef when I meet my maker Fuck the world, CC Satan [Hook] Got some things on my chest, I gotta get it off Bout to get to work, I’ma set it off Bitch get it popping, this Track One And keep it popping until the track’s done About to set it off, it’s Track One And I’ma keep going ‘til the track’s done Track One, Track One About to set it off, Track One [Verse 2] I think I’m F. Gary Gray, I’ma set it off Angel for breakfast, I’ma get it all These profits funny, still I gotta thank God I’ll laugh all the way to the bank job No blades to my wrist to leak some pain Cos here’s too much of it running in my veins So I’ma stick to putting ink on the page From my black heart and my deranged brain Rep for the madhouse, I’m so insane Able to make a killing, flow dope like ‘caine Gucci is cool, but I spit flames I got alot of bars but my mind’s not caged So it’s Bedlam on the beats Head’s in the clouds, so out of reach Just I, myself and me Presenting to you Track O-N-E [Hook]