I might as well share the rest of the bad news with you      (Prozak)   In my dreams I got visions of dead bodies decomposin   Chokin from the smoke from the blast of the explosives   Plastic detonations all my dreams are dramatic   From the womb to the casket my mental thoughts are eratic   A 9mm shot will send your ass to hell   Rigamortis in the church while they ringin the bell   PDM in this bitch on top of the game   Wannabes tryin to be dissin all they claim to fame   It's all the same in the wicked shit but aint nobody wicked   Bitches sellin out like a Superbowl ticket   Mother fuckers rise it's time for a new era   Player hatin faggots got you runnin like Mascara      I look into my eyes and see my brain is dead   Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt stained with red   I take more caps and stems and think that I can fly   I take more pills in hopes that one day I will die      (Prozak)   Will I ever break up out of these chains   Of this life of this world of the pain I maintain   And every mother fucker walkin on this earth cannot be trusted   Demons are screamin as bullets get busted   See so many things in my mind envision homicide   Crimes from different times pathological lies   Mankind's ties to the dark and mysterious   The wicked shit for life my friend is very serious   The streets are listenin   Better watch your back from those dissin decisions   Watch what you say   The vengeance of bullets will hit you some day   Watch where you go   Don't be caught slippin at places you don't know   Everyone dies   Hell's flames ignite when you're dead close your eyes      I look into my eyes and see my brain is dead   Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt stained with red   I take more caps and stems and think that I can fly   I take more pills in hopes that one day I will die      Yea Project Deadman bitch Prozak MEC mother fucker Self inflicted yea   representin wicked shit for life yea. We invented this shit I thought you knew?    2000 and forever fuckers.