wassup this is Prephix. This is a new collab. from me, ya boi Prephix aka Prehistorical Scribe and Mistah Tate aka A-Train, It is call "Forever Silinced." Pleaz check it out and give us feedback. Hollah...............ahhhhhahhhh!::::

verse1:
(Mistah_Tate)
yo, this cat say he bout it bout it, but he scared//
and he dont really wanna feel the hot led of my bullets against his frame wit infrareds/
and that bitch dont really want it wit me or my crew-
cuz he know quick hands'll leave him wit a sore dome/
thats why when me n prephix is on the block,he stay his punk ass at home/
he send his bitches out occasionally, to talk shit/
yea he talk it, but that lame nigga sho nuff cant walk it/
ho ass nigga started beef now he cant end it/
he fearin for his life and his spinal cord, cuz he know i'll bend it/
so while he shacked up in his fuckin house/
me in prephix plottin to permanetly shut his loose ass mouth/
see this cat been talkin for way too long/
claimin this, claimin that,sanging the same old song/
now he done pushed me to the fuckin edge/
i'm ready 2 come at his head wit that iron sledge/
seem like no matta what i do niggas hate/
little do this hater no his life i'll take/

chorus:
now all these niggas tryina get ours/
But these cats gun' need some fuckin body gaurds/
We on our hussle every got damn day/
So dont get mad if we doin thangs our way/(bitch)

verse2:
(Prephix)
Lemme take a moment to notice this hissin pissin b!tch/
The same cat that fight like a gurl, I swing and he pinch/
I clinch my fists everytime I see the man/
Ready to knock heads off as the honeys that watch be like "he da man"/
Thats right I aint easily intimadated/
Mess wif A-train or me a freight train of heat and be eliminated/
Cremated as soon as or face hit pavement/
A disapointment aint it, the way you cant say shit/
Withouth your bein decapitated or capped faster than 50 and that nigga famous/
Of course you'll probably die nameless/
So whats really good, you wanna talk shit now/
When your mom see your dead body bet she gun' have a cow/
You'll be shredded like cheese with no eye brows/
Regardless, you'll prolly be left heartless/
So stop all ya crew's laugher/ Before we remove your brain and splatter your gal-blatter/

chorus:
now all these niggas tryina get ours/
But these cats gun' need some fuckin body gaurds/
We on our hussle every got damn day/
So dont get mad if we doin thangs our way/(bitch)

verse3:
(Starts Prephix)
This is it man, I am ready to settle this in a deadly accord/
Endin' with me drainin the fluid and filaments from ya spinal cord/
I aint wanna hafta do this but here come Mista tate or you can call him mista Train/
Settle ya grime in the gutter or in the rain, torcher comes in all shapes and pains/
Sizes and measurements, all types of ways/
Wich one you like more flat fights or straight torment/
Die with any desease they all morbit/
You live in the streets and die in the streets/
it only matters now if you died to my beat/
(switches to:Mistah_Tate)
you heard my man prephix yo life is comin to an end/
we gon' make yo death slow as possible and vury agonizin/
i tried to vouch for peace, but yo ignorant ass wudnt havin it/
look where yo ass at now homie, i'm bout to be blastin it/
get ready 2 go in the statistics as anotha black on black crime/
i dont give a fuck about race once u pushed me too many times/
now listen to the click as i load my glock/
and think yo final thoughts as i let it cock/
blam! homie u just got took,shoulda kept my name out yo mouf, now u permantly shook/

(final chorus:
now all these niggas tryina get ours/
But these cats gun' need some fuckin body gaurds/
We on our hussle every got damn day/
So dont get mad if we doin thangs our way/(bitch)

Holla at us and let us kno what ya think! Peace and God bless.
Prephix.
................ahhhhahhh!!