Mister, so fresh, so clean, came through, dripped up Draped out, I might spazz on tracks then fade out Cut it up, put it down, run it back, know we had to fuck it up So what? Least that I know they can't control us Don't make me start my motor I flip the switch and go up They gotta hit they quota Praying that we never blow up Blessed up, do what I want, you stressed out 'cause you front, that sound dumb You been on none, I been 5 plus 4 plus 1 uh Move like Bruce through a dark night Aura go red like a stop light Ask me how I'm living off a damn mic I just tell em I'm just what the kids like Moving like I do it with a label, thats a fable Cut the cable if you don't enjoy the show I go sea floor deep, know my concepts cold I got C4 strapped to the notes, let's blow I got something most other artists will never find It don't come from a accolade or a dollar sign It ain't something that anybody could ever buy This is killing and never needing an alibi Man in the mirror is who I wanted to be Game took me as a boy and turned be into a beast Passports when I tour, sound waves over seas Not a pop artist but I sound great over C's Oh my, good lord, known for stepping in so fly My bad, didn't mean interrupt, they don't buy that What you mean? I'm just me, I didn't mean to make a scene Promise, you can't fault me for being honest Bitch, I'm lookin like a blonde Kennedy Super human with the melodies This light work, I could give you ten of these Swear it's nothing, cutting records is the remedy Wait 'til they hear what the kid got brewin' Take one sip, they addicted to it They talk too much, I speak fluent That's a big difference, please see through it Lotta y'all talk about the moves Most really yet to hit a groove Keyboard warriors say they got the juice Try to walk like me but I know you couldn't fit the shoes Two steps at a time like I'm U-N-K 22 when I knew we would be okay Eight years in the game and I still don't play And I'm amazing on the web like my aunt named May Shit is comical way I'm building bionacle Returning to the bars like I'm alcoholic and prodigal Idols prehistoric, I'm running off of the fossil fuel I don't fuck with many 'cause many sound like a lot of you What happened to the pride, integrity in the music? Selling out quicker than Virgil dropping the new shit It is what it is, I can't change your mind I'll be here sippin tea, lettin' time decide