No Intermission

First things first, gotta give praise to the most high

I've been alone, fighting these demons like most times

If you ain't open in trust I'm sorry not sorry, I gotta close ties

The people you love, the people you keep around you the ones you get hurt most by

Ain't from Atlanta my shooters be splashing that mean that they letting the hawks fly

That nigga a pig, see we hear him screeching, that means that he getting the hog tie

I got the flame, I lead em' to light but still remain on the dark side

Do me dirty, I've been shooting thirty, that betrayal shit in the archive

Big stepper when I walk

Move masses when I talk