Don't cry

Don't cry, I know ya know why

It won't fly, at most it floats by

You're now witnessing dope beats and dope rhymes

Oh my, oh please at least try

Fresh heat, the lyrical technique

Syllables slice mics with Supaadry blessed beats

We rep hard, body and soul and rep deep

They've been sleeping on a brother, my brother they slept deep

Yes please, wear gloves it's red hot

Naysayers talking shit are dead wrong

They said what? Yeah fuck it I'm head strong

Leave your ego at the door when talking bout hip hop