Mass hallucination baby Ill education baby Want to reconnect with your elations This is your station baby But what am I supposed to do The good kid, m.A.A.d. city Look inside these walls and you see them having withdrawals Of a prisoner on his way

Just one last time Even though it hurts I can’t slow down Walls are closing in and I hit the ground With “there’s no tomorrow” echo in my mind This is the end station But I can’t move away from you This is the edge of patience But you’ll prove yourself

Roll to every station, murder the DJ If hip hop should die before I wake I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK Hip hop just died this mornin' And she's dead, she's dead Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind Yeah, niggaz smoke, laugh, party,