Cry in the dirt till it turn to mud write with ink till it turn to blood
Go to the well and fill a cup, drink more life till your heart erupt
Dirty Lab crew no mob ties, every beat I meet get hogtied
Flow so cold like chopped ice, to parasites I'm peroxide
No Jekyll I'm all Hyde, I’ll outline you in chalk white
On dark nights I go on car rides and freestyle out my dark side
I speak through carbon dioxide my heart's hard like carbide
My third eye was cockeyed, microdose helped it quantize
Spinach in the pop filter cuz I spit that Popeye
I don’t know much about the truth but people, numbers, and gods lie
Only the reaper could stop time if you said you could stop lying
Stop Israel's apartheid I know my history like Bogside
There's no fog of war the fog lies, we boycott we stop buying
Your empire we leave lopsided, the truth I will not stop writing
Until the missiles stop flying, until the crops stop dying
Until the bodies stop piling, until the stocks stop climbing
Coffins they keep stockpiling, mothers they can't stop crying
Every child killed is a precious star that stops shining