(Verse 1- L.o.M.d) I'm surrounded by starved bodies and carca**es Dreams getting shot down before the darkness hits My words bleed through my paper like ink cartridges But today they wouldn't sink unlike Titanic In the basement you go through it G I've been shouting for days, but muted by buffoonery See I've been charged in my heart through the Grace of God But unless you're trying to hear me, my heart doesn't mean nothing at all Dudes are praising devils and demons Clips are squeezing Only time we ever get order is when squealer is squealing Appeasing Napoleon and abstracting dead bodies from those breathing All they want are money-making rhymes no reason With all this going on I manage to keep it clean man Y'all can act like tricks, but when the trick gets the hand
Everything I'm not makes me everything I am (Verse 2- BriRealiLL) It go "Rah rah" like a dungeon dragon from the dungeon of you're either the band or the bandwagon But most these cats lackin' pa**ion but with swaggin' fashion guess the talent is rationed But I ain't settlin' I got my soul no no won't let the devil in From the bottom of the basement these dreams I'm chasin' prayin' one day I could get that placement But for now I'm a keep grindin' keep shinin' keep climbin' never reclinin' I can't fall for no mirage shinin' under God's sun and that's word to Nas I can't call it the beats make me fallin' asleep I keep fallin' but never fallin' six feet deep I'm out for presidents to represent me (Say what?) I'm out for dead f**in' presidents to represent me