[Reef The Lost Cause]nYo, this young buck rowdy, my gun buck loudlynWhen I was a buck, they had me locked up down in Buck's CountynBut I beat that wrap, you never catch me on a beat that's whacknI can't eat like thatnReef that cat who cock back, let the Desert hit younWhen you thought I was just talkin' shit like Freddie MitchellnYou ain't ready, is you? I invest in every pistolnAim on point like a steady missilenHeavy fiscal, I need that love, hundreds in dubsnWhere the weed at? I need that drug, cause I'm addicted to itnRhyme-boxes start spittin' fluidnWhen y'all do it, seem don't nobody listen to itnLove from Philly all the way to kids in MunichnGermany, I murder beats and add the difference to itnWord to Pazienza, smack your men's up, crack your limbs upnAnd leave you fucked up like a Latin's livernn[Chorus: repeat 2X]nSo listen upnThey be scrapin' your cantaloupe off the pavementnYou know we in the place with the guns in our waistnStep through the door, tore the shit off the hingesnn[Planetary]nThis is the start of you dyin', Plan' spit with the heart of a lionnThe belt of Orion wrapped around your neck with the ironnPointed at your fuckin' chest, bitch niggaz is cryin'nI'ma reef the lost cause and we causin' the violencenWe causin' the murder that causin' niggaz carryin' burnersnWe the cause and effect of life, it's hard to observe usnYou don't understand, we got the upper-hand spittin'nFirst you need to over-stand, you soft like under-hand pitchin'nYou could tell I'm a Pun fan when I'm spittin'nRapper like me are hard to come by like coppin' Summer Jam ticketsnYou need to focus before you think or approach usnYou scream player dog, we the coachesnToo ferocious, bo-guarded, every moment is preciousnYou niggaz is co-starrin', we the stars of this epicnUnveilin' the secret is more than fairy tales when we preachin'nThis that '94 Boom Bap shit that we teachin'nn[Chorus]nn[Vinnie Paz]nCut your head off, guillotine, Henry VIII stylenY'all remindin' me of Cheddar Bob in 8 MilenI wanna see everybody in the place wildnAnybody move, buck 'em in they face Blaow!nI stay bent daddy night and daynShow 'em that I care when I send kites to JaynIt ain't nice, but it's right to saynIt's real, when the cat gone, mice will playnIt's ice today, but tomorrow you breathlessnMy team is on the same shit like collaborative effortsnWe grab at your necklace, there's no other waynWe bring it back to the East like we brother JaynAny fuckin' day, you could come see usnNorth, South, West Philly, you don't wanna meet usnWe some wild Puerto Ricans, Italians, MorenosnFuck it! Let they brains blownn[Chorus]nn[Outro]nThey be scrapin' your cantaloupe off the pavementnThey be scrapin' your cantaloupe off the pavementnThey be scrapin' your cantaloupe off the pavementnThey be scrapin' your cantaloupe off the pavement