[Intro] Yep, I can definitely feel The ground shifting below me now And I'm not quite sure what it is But something's definitely changin'
[Verse] If you need me to be demon this evening I will be bleeding The weak until it's defeated and pleading for me to break ground Jacking beats just to see them scatter Now every freestyle I birth could grow up to be a legal matter Well lemme nurse it then feed my son a little roughage Flipping raw hipster blogs don't wanna give us coverage Well just gimme the gavel I'm banging the hammer below Taking the laminate out of my clothes Just to get back in the saddle and go (go go) I don't regret the past with Roc-A-Fella Cause today my a capellas chop letters Into half chewed mozzarella They can rock the bells I rock em redder And fry words similar to Heisenberg, clearly my toxins better So if you need me to be the heathen for reasons You cannot even believe in I'm leaving the field scattering My brain is bubbling and feeling none of the suffering I'm loving the buzz I got from crossing the bridge at the gathering Lemme get a sec to gather up my intellect and interject When they say we too wordy when in effect We too fucking advanced crossing through the badlands You gon' make us tap dance I'm loading up last chance I'm at the show when rappers swear that they got crazy skills But then rock over overdubs we call 'em training wheels Selling CDs with the label peeled I know pre-schoolers that got a better mind on how to pay the bills I kidnapped your A&R cause he plays safer Made him eat a bag of shit now I think he's a taste maker Props to those support us in the game The dharma of dope I speak in the sermons domain Ashley outrageous 57th ave I'm on Hometown rockin' the 305 dot com This is no fucking joke when we all got mouths to feed And need to survive on more than an ounce of weed These free verses are therapy pardon me letting loose Cause if I don't it's quite possible that I'll write a second noose And charge it to the game cause I just want some change back Bought the kiddies a snake and bat now that's a Strange match We'll be notorious for penning words so glorious They'll say we had an unfair advantage Oscar Pistorius So cop it for the indie boys I see the thrift store halo on your head majors are vintage noise This is three of four so fuck leaving even scores You can wish me grievance if not trying to hear from me no more This is for the fans the ones who put Wrek on they flesh And those who think I suck but still got heart enough to show respect Benny Buckingham sniffing rhymes to max the flow And light it up for every single ghost I know that's trapped below