Verse 1 (vivek )
I walk with a step by step with the fact that i know
,every failure probably got me a stronger at back -
But now stomp on the track -
Crowd jump on the stage -and screamin f** the doubt
Guess what happen when luck push around ?-
Profit goes up when its down -and you musta gusta now-
I have already sold my soul to the music sure
I have been told you outta zone
But its a pot of gold -
In whatever the picture they paint me i came up
With the force , f** the world -
Aim at the record and grab the mic and make it surge
Mix and mastered it so home boy
Take the beat right now
Verse 2 (usmaan)
Finally your worst nightmare came true
What was in the dream? UV and the crew , scared ?
Yeah you gotta be , numb? yeah you gotta leave
Im spitting these bars as fast as i can u gotta be a fan or you gotta leave
Imma evil being with some evil thoughts
You are running outta time i beat the clock blaaaoooh
Verse 3 (vivek)
Back on her face with a cleaver and scythe
Stupid thinkin m brought a box of prophylatic
Knock her block imma psyche as michael myer ,when anger munch out-
One day i saw her stick to a co*k on her bed then shakin her neck but no
Way speakin tongue in cheek then make it swallow her pride
Verse 4 (usmaan)
I'm back on the beat in this vintage form with some evil deeds
Imma keep penning those rhymes until the edge of ur fatigue
What caused me here was your attitude that helped me to where i wanted to
Now all you have is ma gratitude
N now all i have is this mic and me with ma sk**s that are still to be reveled
There's an empty space in my heart still to be filled standing alone
In this booth i got a billion things to say to you "HEY REBECCA"
Im coming right at you , i'm running 10 seconds short on this verse
So i'd like to introduce my homie to all of you , yeah..
Verse 5 (vivek)
Probably the weakness of women is money where she bow of-
Tenly disguise her self and the wallet her property and offcourse promise intercourse
On porcelain
But i got the love for a female stan (oh)
I reckon this happen when, drag on my thoughts
For the feedback at walls but i can't, once
When m done no one make it fun yeahh
Verse 6 (usmaan)
Speaking of the devil and the devil is here
I ponder why these hoes squander all of their time worrying about a dick
And worrying about a dime , pleading for deep throat from 9 to 5 and 5 to 9
But you gotta understand b**h you are the last one standing in the line
You gotta wait or you gotta go ........ gooooooooooooo