[Verse 1: Synaptik]
You think of hate I embody it Dressed in all black in the Saudia
Shitees be hitting their bodies when they betrayed Ali well i am that Ali kid
So my bars they tend to be violent And my scars they scaring the audience
This talent is evil the devil is speaking to my ear and it sounded like violins
I'm here to bring back all the idols and torch all your bibles
I'm telling these stories the newest disciple I'm holding the title of being
Still standing here after all i'm seeing
Another boat drowns another ghost town another pack of refugees to wild wild west
But I'm too brown and my bloodline won't let go of the crimes they did
I'm in love with the red but I'm blue like i'm dead if I don't do my dues I might lose in the end
I need booze to excuse all the screws in my head
Tryna walk in my shoes you can bet they won't fit
Road with many bricks like a trap house
Rita round the corner she just wait out
Woke up with my head up in clouds I just do this shit to make mom proud
I just do this shit to connect all the dots like a Morse code I metamorph with the sound
Hash color brown like the peeps of my town Always head of my class even though I just clown
You don't wanna fuck with the doc my stethoscope bringing faith like a mosque
All they do is hate like the mothafucking cops
I ain't pulling triggers tho I'm just calling shots

[Hook: Jazz Tha Process]
I’m here x3
And they wonder where have I been
Here, I’m here, I’m here
And they wonder where have I been
[Verse 2: Jazz Tha Process]
I do it for my day ones, for my day ones na
I do it for my day ones, for my day ones, for my day ones
Been here since day one
I'm vibn still toppn the honor role
They diggin my shit like pot of gold
Only need something like a hundred mo
Laughing I giggle no funny joke
I'm pickin like uber, stay on a roll
These faggots they fallin geronimo
Stacks in the bag when it's time to go
Poppin these shits ain't no pandol
Lookn like a mother fuckn boss
Shit is crackin like some fireworks
Making these sounds ain't no Reggie Watts
Wolf of the streets you a skinny fox
Banging the weapon I’m aiming elevens
They asses I'm whipping the masses I'm repping, they takin I'm giving sun rises I'm missing, all nighters we livin, like lord is this heaven
Talking no heli when I say the choppers go rounds in your city
Blunt is so fat like it's Milli Vanilli
You fakin this shit like its milli vanilli
Singing the blues but no sad boys are with me
You smokin that bobby with chilln with whitney
Feelin so wavy I'm surfin with plenty
Bruce willis shit bringing sin to your city
Yours truly trappin like booby
You scared you do like scoopy
Kiss my ring like smooches
Ain't talkin about no food when I’m flashin the uzi
Still i cast shit raw like the movies
I'm a beast for her beauty
Don judge me like no you can't sue me
I'm here, in the clouds getting lost in this music
[Hook: Jazz Tha Process]
I’m here x3
And they wonder where have I been
Here, I’m here, I’m here
And they wonder where have I been


[Verse 3: Satti]
خلص بكفي تكرهوش
إللي بعملو حقي تلعبوش
طلعتو من مكانكم ترجعوش
في جهتين للقصة تسمعوش
من عندي صح رح أبلش طخ
مين حوليك وقعت بالفخ
الحقد غيمة الوضع زخ
كلهم حيايا نازلين بخ -بخ
سكتو مش عالفاضي خلطوها
ركضو لساني ماضي نسخوها
يا طخو يا إكسر مخو فشخوها
الصحبة عقد شفوي فسخوها
من الفراغ صرت هيني وصلت
ضربت حالي لاني حلمت
شفت نجوم الجو غبش خربت الڤيو المليح نسيو
مفرقتش إنبلت قد ما حكيت منشفتش
بعدها طرية الشمس حرقت ميبستش
راحت مرجعتش خلص إنقتل راح غدر
معاي واحد إللي راح صفر
بديش أنشهر بحبش الضواو
عشان فيها جماعة شلت الواو
وقف اللعبة أنا راس حربة
بنص ظهري فيها أكلت ظربة
الكلب وفي بدي أجيب كلبة
محور مكاني صار غربة
أربع حيطان هاي غرفة
أربع حيتان هاي ضربة
أربع بارات هاي سهلة
أربع طلقات هاي قتلة