[Intro - Bashton the Invisible Man]nI met this kid he seemed righteousnRepresented knowledgenYeah, him and his brother they was real smartnBut then his brother died and he was taken in by a grand masternAnd from what I hear this kid Sambo was a snakenA rat, he stole shit and ran away to another statenMicrochip bitchnn[Verse 1 - GRIMM]nI don't deep fry friendsnGrimm Reaper nuke 'emnHearts don't mendnBrothers turned to enemiesnNigga, enemies I eat them rawnNigga, MF GRIMM is god of warnParole done, see you on tournMillions get paid, lets see who make morenMaster waternCause man is mostly made of itnSpit fire consume by friends compete for oxygennFreeze deepness of mindsnThen skate on itnRoast fire proof emcees with bad warrantiesnWar is a part of menPrison hardened menDemons tried to murder menPistols always poppin' menLeadconvicts my fleshnBut God pardons menRevenge, was turning descendantsnSo God, pardon menPut yourself in dangernRunning with a mousenMetal turned to bracesnPunch you in your mouthnZev Luv X, used to be merrynThe mask took control of younLike Jim CarreynMegalon, tap him in the jawnKnock it off himnM.I.C. got to put your mask in a coffinnMos Def, De La soulnRoots can't revive younWhen the bullets start flyingnWho's gonna hide you?nRhymesayers, Stones ThrownNature Sounds sign younMake peace with you?nZev I I tried tonn[Chorus - Bashton the Invisible Man]nYou can hide behind the masknBut see through like glassnThought you was the truthnBut your style's like assnCut-throat bitchnMan you got no classnLittle black SambonShouldn't talk trashnnx2nn[Verse 2 - Mez]nMidgets into crunknMonkeys in a cagenMurderers in a cutnFucking you up on stagenTell them about the timenThat Gunn punched you in the facenBasically you was hatingnAnd then you ran awaynYou ain't a man, you a characternI bet that mask make you feel a lot scariernCause man to man is your doomnLike we're parallelsnM.I.C. will see you soon at your burialnListen Vicky you not goons, you cartoonsnYour hype man is not Grimm, that's not himnWhat you speak is not true, that's not younYour team's weak, I'll pop them, then pop younSmog made ya masknJet Jag made your namenM.I.C. gave you lifenAnd we can take that shit awaynn[Verse 3 - GRIMM]nI didn't wanna get at younYou know this is truenOne thing that stopped menWas Lord DihoonBut now you're beingnDisrespectful to me and the crewnNow I gotta do, what I gotta donM.J. did articles, she got your name hotnThe mask was made for you by Lord ScotchnX-Ray gave you studio time when in townnRodan and Megalon, them brothers held you downnEvil jay, had you paranoid like a clownnJumped off stage and ran when Kong came aroundnWe looked out for each other when you lived uptownnOn the cover of the EP, but look at us nownChess is life, we haven't played off latenBut even on the cover, I put your ass in matenWe been through so much, Zev you was close to menUsed to come trough your house, buy your ass groceriesnI wrote the whole treatment to your MF videonWith Adam Lounge and Ricky 'Kid' ScotchnonHundred thousand dollar bail caught up and I called younFired my attorney, you helped me get a lawyernYou took me in, let me stay out in AtlantanFacing 15 to life, we bounced out to CalinYou made sacrifices, recorded on the runnWe bust our ass, and got Ibylis donenI made a mistake, told the press you hold doughnI see now its my fault, they didn't need to knownI apologized to you, I thought we let it gonB.B. King's, New York, together did a shownBut look at us now, once again, here we gonMoney wasn't worth it, it turned us into foesnWhenever you had beef, your beef was minenI took a life for you, put mine on the linennDoing songs with RZAnThat's funny shitnI remember you told menThat he bit Tick, Tick...nYou said Ghost was whacknYou didn't like his stylenTwo-faced and three-headednBitch I pull your filenNew food poisoningnYou vomit for a whilenYou started some shitnNow you sitting on a pilenMetal face, tin foilnWalk the green milennHow could you ever diss M.I.C.nYves St. Lerock yes R.I.P.nHow could you ever diss M.I.C.nBig Al R.I.P.nHow could you ever diss M.I.C.nJ. Black R.I.P.nHow could you ever diss M.I.C.nSubroc R.I.P.nHow could you ever diss M.I.C.nK. Nit R.I.P.nHow could you ever diss M.I.C.nT. Collins R.I.P.nM.I.C.nnWhat the fuck happened to you mannYou fell the fuck off mannNiggaz used to love you, motherfuckernCome home mannCome home, Zev (Come on)nDon't let them niggaz brainwash you mannI know your fans love you mannThey love younYou getting brainwashed