Sup Fam..
Its ya boy Dinz Here..
Just wanna let you know..
I ALLWAYS REPP TO THE FULLEST!!...I guess im..

Speaking that awful language off of anguish..
Warlords .. no weak links .. we all can bring it..
Steadily talk it anus like y'all could hang us..
Canvas's ill, our mixtures' the rawest painted..
Y’all cough the lamest wit soft arrangements..
And since you're stars .. we off the famous..
Leaving ya coffins tainted lost in graves then..
Amass cadavers to drag across the pavement..
It’s a problem ain’t it .. let ya fosters claim it..
Cuz next of kin's to bear the cost of payments..
Bet y’all behave then, when you lost ya cravings..
We stay on the grind like the jaws of cavemen..
Y’all could blame this on the gawking plaintiffs..
Cuz our fine print’s known to caution claimants..
We get off arraignments, how easy is this?..
We’ll leave y’all bleeding and shit eating a dick..
Not even screaming a bit, breathing will quit..
This the season of gifts .. y’all receiving a fist..
Heathens are pissed Warlords, demons in scripts..
A lengthy hearse the only time y’all leaning in whips..
Believe in the gist, y’all can’t bother us period..
Cuz it’s hard taking barking Chihuahua pups serious..(Sup Productions?)
All of us furious, ask yaself .. how real is this?..
Conceal the lisp, Dinz roles with the realest click..
Laced wit so much iron, we could build a bridge..{Word}
That’ll leave y’all fucked up like the grill of Brits..
Act subtle like a realist is Prod is still a bitch..
Biting us cuz they can’t write their own syllabus..
Ya feeling this, stay hot like several health clubs..
We taking over? The title has never left us!!!..

Im Dizzy...

Peace
One..