[Verse 1: Cas.B]
Now life's a mystery to me, from New York to Fiji
Searching for the truth, detective
You can call me Scooby
But I'm more like Shaft, and it's ironic ‘cause
I would never snitch, man, that sh**'s just not up in my blood
But up on the same tip anyways I got to ask
Why do so many people nowadays get up on tracks
And sell they a**?
I guess they victims to the marketing
They think that life ain't worth but that ain't true
Even if you hustling
But me when it comes to music
I'm a do it ‘till I'm dead
Perfecting my flows, sampling loads
Cut it - Like “off with your head”
Sowin' on threads, you gotta be true to your rhymes
If you wanna come anywhere close
To making ones that will last through time
[Chorus: Cas.B]
So, yo, listen to me bro
You gotta put in work
If you wanna go pro
So, yo, listen to me bro
You gotta put in work
If you wanna go pro
So, yo, listen to me bro
You gotta put in work
If you wanna go pro!
So, yo, listen to me, uh
Listen to me, uh, listen to me
[Verse 2: Cas.B]
And I'm back, bringing it current like the news
Quick and serious, just like a heart attack
Slap! Are you hearing this?
Wake up! I'm bringing it straight rough
I'm tough like nails and asphalt
But I'm smooth, man, it's just nuts
So smooth as f**. Ma**ages and nice views
Man hell yes, I'm living it up
So cool in new shoes, a new watch too
But that's ain't even where it's at dude
It's all about you - (ooh)
And what you do, so let me teach you
Just like you were up in school
The only difference is I preach true
Just like a guru, cool?
And my words of wisdom
Is just to do what you got to
[Solo: Ganesh Geymeier]