Intro:
Yo Conceal/
You’re a fool for this one/
Gotta bring my “A” game on this heater/
Ya/ it’s goin down like this
 
Verse 1:
And I’m In Too Deep like/
Omar/ and LL/
Whatever you’re slangin I don’t want it/
No sale/
You’re just recyclin’ my rhymes/
For retail/ Oh well/
I don’t even use a pad n pad no more/
Email/
It’s droppin right now/ no need/
Presale/
You got the gist of it but you lack/
My detail/
I’m up all night like a shot/
B-12/
On the Devil’s Night/
Like Eminem and D-12/
I write rhymes/
And Sally sells sea shells/
I wish you well/
But all you wish me back is hell/
Fuck it it’s all the same/
These rhymes are off the chain/
My words get stuck in your head/
Like hair in your drain/
Clean that shit up quick get yourself some Drain-O/
I molded half these youngsters nowadays/
Play-Doh/
Simon may say jump/
But only move when I say so/
And I do not condone doin drugs Just Say No/
 
Chorus:
Tonight it’s Goin Down/
This is the last stand/
I do it for my people and I do it for the town/
Conceal got the beat/
I brought the heat/
It’s goin’ down tonight cuz we’re In Too Deep
 
Verse 2:
And you can call me James Dean a Rebel/
No cause/
Watchin all 3 Godfathers for 9 hours/
No pause/
Dudes lack cajones nowadays/
No balls/
You can call me cocky but I just show up and show off/
It all comes around/
Tonight it’s goin down/
Come on yall it’s a wild west showdown/
I’ll see you at sunset bring your crew/
Showdown/
It’s simple 1-2-3/ A-B-C Playground/
Turn the TV off I like it quiet/
No sound/
Give me the news/
Get me high up on the low down/
You’re kissin so much ass that your nose/
Is so brown/
You act like this is a revelation/
Profound/
This ain’t your home/
Anymore turn around Go Now/
Build your house with bricks that shit gon get blown down/
We’ve hit the End of the Road/
Like Boyz II Men/
I’m feelin’ low/
I think I just ran out of my Ritalin/
 
Chorus

Verse 3:
And I’m In Too Deep I get no sleep/
Tired/
I’m a good dude doin bad things/
The Wire/
I roll that mothafucka til there’s no air in the tires/
I seen the pants on the telephone wires/
Liars/
I’m getting too old for this game/
Retire/
I’ve got this game in a tight grip/
Pliers/
Dude are sellin/
But they lack/
The buyers/
To make it in this world is a long shot/
Sniper/
Watch your friends/
People are snakes/
Vipers/
We didn’t light it/
But we live in the fire/
Watch your back/
Naw watch your front/
And light your cigarette before you light your blount/
It’s over before it starts it’s the last stand/
Welcome to Oz/
Mothafucka meet the Tin Man/
You gotta do more than click your shoes/
To return home/
I don’t know if I’m right/
But I know for sure I’m wrong/

Chorus