This is a song about "Combine"

But sometimes when you combine

She take two man one time

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Was it a blur of memoires combine by fantasy

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

As mine combine bars as if i commit crimes/

Combine violence, silence, phonetics

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

And combine with the minds of some brighter people

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

If they find that stash box just one time

So i crunch rhymes, but sometimes when you combine

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Cause u never combine your lines with a distinctive rap