[Verse 1: LoneMoon] Train of thought jumpin' to the claustrophobe Cop does things you don't expect a cop to do In a small room with these other rap kids thinkin' How much am I makin'? Do I sound complacent This music is sacred, I'm patiently waiting I'm stuck in a basement with pages and pages Of unused lyric never put into song, still like to sing 'em all day long Do you hear me? To the folks that went did me wrong Do you feel me? To the sky i'm tippin back oolong Cup to the ceiling Every character in DBZ
Except krillin That's me Too clean, AG That's what I'm reppin Stop. Return it like a paragraph, a message Stop, and look at all the progress we been making Made a little come up and I still be with my same bros Still make beats, still produce and make a payroll Yeah, I used to have my own label But that was when I was 15 I was steady dreamin Up until i turned 16 This was a dream then And homie still steady dreamin Yeah And homie still steady dreamin If you could believe me