 In the end, before we let them go, we let them know y'all outta here No integrity, yeah, all they want is the bag Just let it on they own, flaunt it, just brag I see you ten shots, leave you stuck with the tab Your wounds will never heal, you stuck with a scab Sores all over your body, body's a bad flow It's sewer water, your rhymes is trash Hip-hop will count as negative, your rap's overdraft Money is your god, they say