[Dylan talking]
Out and about
And I saw an angel come down from heaven
Having the key of the bottomless pit
And a great chain in his hand
I laid whole on the dragon, that old serpent
Which is the Devil and Satan, and born in a thousand years
See

[Choppa]
I'm the soldier type, keep grip on steel like Conan
Money bulgin' out my pockets, I peel with both hands
International dopeman, known as a D-Boy
If you need me nigga, know you can call on the decoy
Me, all I do is move blow off the corner
Paper chasin' 'cause I'm trying to stack doe like Homer (watch me)
I'm tryin' to keep my head on tight
Baller blockers make a nigga wanna ride at night
Block watcher's callin' coppers so my mind ain't right
The Devil with me but the young boy acknowledge Christ
I did a lot of ridin' in my time, and God blessed me still
I look out for the one the knocks

[Chorus: Fredrick