Mic check, one, twoReal talkHey, let the choir do what it doLet the church, let the church speak to them*, let me speak to themGet up on the altar, manWordI remember we was on the road onOne of them tours, like, hold onWe got the number one album in the country, it's so onThey called us Voltron, where did we go wrong?We posted, did this music * for so longInstead it's so long, the house is vacantYour mouse is making that podcast moneyTalking foul and flagrantRight from his couch, I'm hatingRoyce Grammy, nah, came without debatingThe allegory's a wild creationI'm happy you got to smell your flowers, babyAnd Crook, *, Crook's still out here being crookGot every rapper shookThey never used a book for a verse or a hookHouse slippersHouse slippersHumanMona Lisa and MondayHard, Gorilla GlueYo, Fred will laugh again one dayDamn, where the time go?Slaughterhouse been apart like nine, yoYou ask why, though?I wish I had them answers, I don'tJust know that pig *'ll never resumeEmails, phone calls, and ZoomStill not enough to get us all in a roomRoyce said he ain't doing the three, man, without JoeBut Joe said he retired, so how the hell is post to go?I looked in the eyes of Crooked EyeI said, one last time, he said, let's goSo this one's for the fans and anyone elseWho wants to know why the best group everTurned out to be one of the best groups that neverGot back to his son after the shady era*, Paul wasn't on his best behaviorAnd Joe's comments about Em left no revival for major endeavorsSo the gang dropped the flag, got off the labelBack and forth, drawn out, lawyer to lawyerBut today we're able to say we're freeBut we ain't eating at no round tableIt's Rectangle, me and Crook in a BojanglesBack to this chicken from rapping incisionsCutting the hardest vocals you can imagine on visionMan, this half is just differentI hope the other half will listenPut the business in the backAnd get back to businessWhenever you called, I was on my wayNever had to question if I was down to rideMatching battle scars back to back in the fieldSo when I got the call, I almost diedLoyalty, I thought that we would see foreverPush, come, shove, whateverI guess the world had been a lieWith all you fans have witnessedI have to ask forgivenessThis might be sacrilegiousI don't wanna go back to businessI don't wanna go back to bizBack to the back and forthThe last deal I brought, that bag was differentOnly thing I heard back was cricketsThat was my answer, listenNever did lack persistenceI ain't no mathematicianBut I see mad divisionCouldn't get past the frictionWas it a bad decision?Trying to get back to the missionOf actually winning in the ring?And rap againCause all of us had the visionBut that was years agoThis is a new dateThe fans deserve flowersThis is a bouquetFor wishing the group stayTogether forever and everFall out like hairAt least we balled outLike missing a toupeeWith trips to the UKTo bonding with the groupI became partialHe didn't start the groupHe can't end itDon't blame MarshallHe didn't start the groupHe can't end itDon't blame PaulAnd fans been there from the beginningCan't blame y'allLet me take some responsibilityI had that chanceHennessey feeling meWilling me committing penaltiesMentallyWhenever liquor with enemyBringing the silliest energyInnocent I can't pretend to beI just don't * with the industryYou lie, you stoleAnd treated me just like an enemyNow JoelIt's just him and meOn our purple tapePride made the circle breakStop letting them fake lies circulateRap about itWe too old for thatPlus we family menWe too realTruth for truthThat's the bag we inRap about itNever had to questionIf I was down to riseMatching battle scarsBack to back in the fieldSo when I got the callI almost diedLoyaltyI thought that weWould see foreverPush, come, shove, whateverI guess we were living a lieDoubt I place my finger on the floorSat and dancedBeen through all thisHoping for moreYeahMmSee you next timeIn a boozeGood night