This is "When The Endurance Drops", Achaean remake of "When the Music
Stops" by D12. Again, we were bored outta our minds. Last 2 verses
aren't very good *shrug*.

You guys seem to be able to bitch about everything I do, somehow. So,
"Tell them to throw any sh*t at me, because I consented to it in the
first place." -Zypher
"Or tell them I'm an egomaniac who wants lots of msgs."

Like usual, if you've never heard "When the Music Stops", ignore this
post.

[Zypher] LDT - Reality. Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference. But
we, as entertainers, have a responsibility, to these kids. / Psyche.

[Slask] If I were to die, murdered in cold blood, tomorrow, would you
feel sorrow or show love, or would it matter? / Coulda never been a LDT
1 if there wasn't shit for me to feed off, I'm switchblade battlin' /
But there's way too much at stake, for me to be fake, there's too much
on my plate. I done came way / too far in this game, to turn and walk
away, and not say what I got to say. / What the hell you take me for, a
joke? You smokin' my stash? 'Fore I do that, I'd beg Shallam to take me
back. / I'll get up 'fore I get down, run myself in the ground, 'fore I
put some wack post out. / I'm tryin' to smack this one out the park,
five-thousand mark. Y'all steady tryin' to drown a shark, ain't gon' do
nothin' but piss me off. Lid to the can of whip ass, just twist me off.
/ See me leap out, pull a piece out. Forget boppin', I'm just tryin' to
knock his teeth out. / Mess with me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle.
Talk is cheap, motherf*cker. If you're really feelin' froggish, leap. /
"Yo, Slask, you gon' let him get away with that? He tried to play you,
you can't let him skate with that." / Man, I hate this crap, this ain't
the board. This is crazy, the way we act, when we confuse LDT / with
real life, when the endurance drops.

[Zypher] Ain't no gettin' rid of Zypher. If so, you woulda tried. The
only way I'm leavin' this place, is suicide. / I have died clinically,
arrived back at my enemies' house, Kauffman and me. Got drunk, then I
finished him. / I'm everybody's favorite arch enemy. Physically fitted
to be the most dangerous Sentinel with weed. / I spark willingly, with a
dillinger in the dark, dilligently. I'm not what you think, / I appear
to be messed up, mentally endangered, I can't stay away from a dagger, I
just want my name in a few posts. / I wish somebody had a few bombs to
squeeze tight, and awake people for ages. / I'll murder you, I gauge
have me turn into a mad man, son of Sam, bitch, I'm surgical. / I'm
allergic to dyin'. You think not? You got skills? We can see how much, /
when the endurance drops.

[Slask] I was happy havin' LDT at first, thought bein' popular would
make me happy, but it only made my pain worse. / It hurts when you see
your friends turn their back on you, dog, and you ain't got nothin' left
but your word, and your skills. / And you're stressed from the calls of
your new friends, beggin' with their hands out, checkin' for your next
post when it's up, / when it ain't. That's the end, no laughs, no
friends, no posts, just the sprig you smoke. 'Till your body spin, / you
think 'DAMN!' When you slam into the wall, and you fall off the steed
and try to crawl with one arm, / about to lose it all, in a pool of
alcohol. If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder would they even maul, / when
the endurance drops.

[Zypher] Let's see how many your guards loyal, when I ride up lookin'
for you with Wyvern, sippin' a vial of voyria. / I'm hopped up, who said
what, when you bust, your head just explode with red stuff. I'm enemied.
/ Thrown out the city, braggin' about how you yelled, like a coward.
Blue fire devoured you, showered you people. / If I was you people, I'd
run while given a chance, understand, I can enhance the spirit of man. /
Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dyin' alone that
really irks me. / You ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk, be
smart and stop tryin' to walk how LDT's walk before we spark. / Hug the
floor while we playin' tug-of-war with your life. Forget a morph and a
wife, I'd rather just maul with a knife. / Deliver the trash that
ambassadors like, you hype, poppin' trash in broad daylight. Man you're
a gonner at night, / when the endurance drops.

[Slask] Instigators, turn mice in cages, let loose and bit the
neighbors, wrist to razors. / Y'all don't want war, y'all want talk. In
the dark, my mice all go, like poof! / Slask, damnit, I'mma wolf, get
your whole roof caved in by concussion bombs. / Stomp the booth, shake
the floor tiles loose. The more y'all breath, the more I lose. / It's
Fish Street, this is hardcore, fools. Put a gun to maps, checkin' all
our dues. / Or make the news, betcha all move. When the darkbow pop, you
gonna flop, when the endurance drop.

[Zypher] LDT has changed my life in so many ways, brain's confused, been
messed since the fifth day. / Kauffman told me to go to hell, LDT said
screw the Royal Guard, now I'm in the Flame. / 333 was strictly LDT,
messed haircut, listenin' to Tranquility. / Greywolf, who gon' tell me I
ain't Grey? Blinded by light, drunk, guess he's proud of me. / Flyin'
down Zanzibaar smokin' sprigs, dead grizzly in the front, Slask Kauffman
in the back. / Ragers told me to throw them bows, now I'm in Hashan with
a broken nose and a fractured elbow. / Voices in my head, I'm goin' in
shock. I'm reachin' for the pipe, but the endurance drops.

Penned by my hand on the 6th of Ero, in the year 338 AF.