[Intro - Bashton the Invisible Man]   I met this kid he seemed righteous   Represented knowledge   Yeah, him and his brother they was real smart   But then his brother died and he was taken in by a grand master   And from what I hear this kid Sambo was a snake   A rat, he stole shit and ran away to another state   Microchip bitch      [Verse 1 - GRIMM]   I don't deep fry friends   Grimm Reaper nuke 'em   Hearts don't mend   Brothers turned to enemies   Nigga, enemies I eat them raw   Nigga, MF GRIMM is god of war   Parole done, see you on tour   Millions get paid, lets see who make more   Master water   Cause man is mostly made of it   Spit fire consume by friends compete for oxygen   Freeze deepness of minds   Then skate on it   Roast fire proof emcees with bad warranties   War is a part of me   Prison hardened me   Demons tried to murder me   Pistols always poppin' me   Leadconvicts my flesh   But God pardons me   Revenge, was turning descendants   So God, pardon me   Put yourself in danger   Running with a mouse   Metal turned to braces   Punch you in your mouth   Zev Luv X, used to be merry   The mask took control of you   Like Jim Carrey   Megalon, tap him in the jaw   Knock it off him   M.I.C. got to put your mask in a coffin   Mos Def, De La soul   Roots can't revive you   When the bullets start flying   Who's gonna hide you?   Rhymesayers, Stones Throw   Nature Sounds sign you   Make peace with you?   Zev I I tried to      [Chorus - Bashton the Invisible Man]   You can hide behind the mask   But see through like glass   Thought you was the truth   But your style's like ass   Cut-throat bitch   Man you got no class   Little black Sambo   Shouldn't talk trash      x2      [Verse 2 - Mez]   Midgets into crunk   Monkeys in a cage   Murderers in a cut   Fucking you up on stage   Tell them about the time   That Gunn punched you in the face   Basically you was hating   And then you ran away   You ain't a man, you a character   I bet that mask make you feel a lot scarier   Cause man to man is your doom   Like we're parallels   M.I.C. will see you soon at your burial   Listen Vicky you not goons, you cartoons   Your hype man is not Grimm, that's not him   What you speak is not true, that's not you   Your team's weak, I'll pop them, then pop you   Smog made ya mask   Jet Jag made your name   M.I.C. gave you life   And we can take that shit away      [Verse 3 - GRIMM]   I didn't wanna get at you   You know this is true   One thing that stopped me   Was Lord Dihoo   But now you're being   Disrespectful to me and the crew   Now I gotta do, what I gotta do   M.J. did articles, she got your name hot   The mask was made for you by Lord Scotch   X-Ray gave you studio time when in town   Rodan and Megalon, them brothers held you down   Evil jay, had you paranoid like a clown   Jumped off stage and ran when Kong came around   We looked out for each other when you lived uptown   On the cover of the EP, but look at us now   Chess is life, we haven't played off late   But even on the cover, I put your ass in mate   We been through so much, Zev you was close to me   Used to come trough your house, buy your ass groceries   I wrote the whole treatment to your MF video   With Adam Lounge and Ricky 'Kid' Scotchno   Hundred thousand dollar bail caught up and I called you   Fired my attorney, you helped me get a lawyer   You took me in, let me stay out in Atlanta   Facing 15 to life, we bounced out to Cali   You made sacrifices, recorded on the run   We bust our ass, and got Ibylis done   I made a mistake, told the press you hold dough   I see now its my fault, they didn't need to know   I apologized to you, I thought we let it go   B.B. King's, New York, together did a show   But look at us now, once again, here we go   Money wasn't worth it, it turned us into foes   Whenever you had beef, your beef was mine   I took a life for you, put mine on the line      Doing songs with RZA   That's funny shit   I remember you told me   That he bit Tick, Tick...   You said Ghost was whack   You didn't like his style   Two-faced and three-headed   Bitch I pull your file   New food poisoning   You vomit for a while   You started some shit   Now you sitting on a pile   Metal face, tin foil   Walk the green mile      How could you ever diss M.I.C.   Yves St. Lerock yes R.I.P.   How could you ever diss M.I.C.   Big Al R.I.P.   How could you ever diss M.I.C.   J. Black R.I.P.   How could you ever diss M.I.C.   Subroc R.I.P.   How could you ever diss M.I.C.   K. Nit R.I.P.   How could you ever diss M.I.C.   T. Collins R.I.P.   M.I.C.      What the fuck happened to you man   You fell the fuck off man   Niggaz used to love you, motherfucker   Come home man   Come home, Zev (Come on)   Don't let them niggaz brainwash you man   I know your fans love you man   They love you   You getting brainwashed