From the Gutter_LaZ BoI Feat. Sinis, Boka & Spawn 
 (Laz Boi)

----[DEEP]-------
Im sick of my life, 
sick of this strife that strikes
like the pain that I feel in my veins, Its insane
to the point where Im bustin my brain
end my span with one hand on the gat that stands between 
life and death
felt gunshots to my chest in my dreams
heard screams from the rest, its a scheme
gotta be blessed to get sucess, felt my flesh
my sweat, panic like titanic its ironic how they ban us
from the standards, they view us as animals
what you claimed is yours is theirs
theirs to keep    cause they see it is not fair
will watch with their eyes as you seek the respect
that you expect but will never get one 
cause you've already left
and you see it as injustice so you try to get revenge 
by burnin this and that
riff and raff follow you around 
so you stand and rap 

------[Sinis]-------

stare into my pad wit a glare of a blind bat/
and dare to write rap while im on my rear takin a fine carp/
corroded memories leaving a mind gap/
i cant remember me cos i toke so much, time elapsed/
none of victoria's sercets can get rid of these dark rings/
cos when i touch it the mark stings/
me and rap are a "match" made in "words"/
my big mouth breathes inwards/
and sucks-in thoughts from any circumtence involved/
and bury many certain lads in insults/
de-crpyting my bars shortens life spans/
where many are short from the rite plan/
and far from where i stand/
the complex design of my rhyming pattern/
is a concept to free minds,enough highlighting action/ 
 
(©D double E P)