[Verse 1: Napalm Bomb]
And you may enter the brain but just maintain your status
Your man is a very complex apparatus
You're on the dick, plus you hung to a hook first
You saw the movie but you didn't read the book first
You tried to do me in a Jiffy like a Lube. We
Come from the streets [?]
You can't just see me. Believe me, these f**ing rhymes
Ain't a freebie, but I don't give a f** about the TV
False prophet who knows the most about the topics
That we invented. But now it's misrepresented
We got guards that be moving like groupies, broke like
A hooptie, jumping through hoops just to [?]
Promises, promises. Girls in pajamas is
Gonna ride. Then why you f**ing with this n***a's mind?
Shorty, don't forget your escape clause
And don't be getting caught up in these motherf**ing star wars
[Hook: Sample from [?]]
Sometimes, I [?]
I tumble down
[Verse 2: Napalm Bomb]
The world burns. The people I love return back
To the essence while evil men shoot s**m
No blessings. A rap is really a confession
Do you want to be gangster or drop lessons?
Neither. Then say a prayer ‘cause you ain't getting it
At all. I hate to say your story written on the wall
The player, the Sotomayor of rap data
Max like beta. Now, not later
I've been to the mountain top and I've wallowed in
All kinds of sloppy and the rhymes I'm dropping
Keeps me raw. Raw like a n***a who
Had to sling rocks just to make it on tour
[Hook: Sample from [?]] (x4)
Sometimes, I [?]
I tumble down