Verse 1 - E Luv
Thinkin’ to myself I gotta put this back together
Niggaz went they separate ways to make that fu--in’ cheddar
And motherfu--az don’t be all like what the fu-- happened to Def Mute
It's as simple as this, nigga it’s all about that loot
But it sure wasn’t a situation where Def Mute wasn’t payin’
Believe me that’s not what I’m sayin’, Mac-X killaz don’t be playin’
We just needed sometime to grow a bit
Grow apart, until we got over the childish as- shi-
A mended fence here, renewed vitality there
Then VoiceCrack drops an unbelievable beat and it’s like nobody fu--in’ cares
I say let the past be the past
If you just can’t quit grudgin’, kiss my motherfu--in’ stubborn as-
You know I tried
And I was tryin’ to get at y’all before one of you motherfu--az died
Just to let you know what had been on my mind
Find out what was up with your mentals, and why we’d decided to leave each other behind
We still gonna be down, I’ll put the 9mm back in the glove
Then I’ll step out the car - at this point it’s about a handshake and a hug
Man how the fu-- are we still Chillin’ NDP off in mighty BG
All about the blood, I guess - the Crew, BBT, the Slorgs it’s all the Team
It’s hard to comprehend what the fu-- we’re liable to do
The label’s reunited, and that only means one thing - Def Mute’s unstoppable


Verse 2 - Earl Solow
Restless fu--in’ nights, I sit in my bed
Creativity lost, I need to rest my throbbin’ head
Thinkin’ to myself I need to get back in the zone
Then the answer hits me like da-n, I can’t do this thing alone
You need the glue, that’s E Luv, a vicious lyricist pissed
And GMNT also hits my list, the hardest rapper definitely not to be fu--ed wit'
As usual, VoiceCrack lays the beat
And that’s tough, it’s rough when you gotta showcase the tightest rapper on the street
Which is me, the name’s Earl Solow if you please
Yes the torch was snatched, ripped from the martyr’s corpses and delivered straight to my feet
M-XC, Mac-X Crew - new millenium style 1 DJ, 3 MCs
Why do all of our enemies still have them bruises on they knees?
Yo I’m tired of rappin’ with words that rhyme with the letter “E”
So I switch up to to the letter - vowel “A”
And hit ya wit’ the shi- Mom need not listen ta for Heaven’s sake
Verse 2 I did my part out of the 36 bars, 4 + 8 I had to create
1/3 of the work, niggaz was famished, that’s another track ripped off my plate


Verse 3 - GMNT
Thinkin’ to myself the suburban commando's gotta hit this motherfu--er hard
Like I’m fu--in’ your wife and there’s only 30 seconds before you come in from the front yard
Used to be TMNT, but I’m still the G
GMNT the very newest addition to this team
But surely not new to the game
Me, E, VoiceCrack, and Solow just needed somethin’ to claim
Shi-, so what’s in a name?
The other 6 retired, no hatin’, so on the continuation we gonna run with this fame
So here’s the warning, when steppin’ to my niggaz present or past
Don’t get the Rock’s foot turned sideways and stuck straight up your roody poo candy as-
That one’s for all you motherfu--ers I’m neglectin’ to mention
For the sake of simplicity, don’t wanna jump in and complicate the equation
Cause I don’t give a fu--, sucker duck, sissy as- cluckers
Cross my family, you stuck, punk motherfu--ers
Regardless the fu--less or whatever the fu-- else you wanna call your clique
I still am and will always be the Terminator so let’s clear the air of all this bullshi-
Mandated by Mutehead who is still at the helm
Mac-X Crew tapes always hoppin’ off them shelves
Why can’t ya tell?
Shi-, I’m at my most deadly, whenever I’m thinkin’ to myself…


E Luv: Thinkin' to Myself...
Earl Solow: Thinkin' to Myself...
GMNT: Thinkin' to Myself...
DJ VoiceCrack: Thinkin' to Myself...

E Luv: Thinkin' to Myself...
Earl Solow: Thinkin' to Myself...
GMNT: Thinkin' to Myself...
DJ VoiceCrack: Thinkin' to Myself...