Fakts One - Not for Nothin' lyrics

[Verse 1: C-Rayz Walz] With no participation, you ain't part of the nation To civilize a savage takes mathematics and patience You can't be average where players move like lasers Hot vibrations I spit might break your pager The drug ruler buffoon refute evil barons I use j**els that cruise through the air like eagle talons Lighting a a**. Too bad you can't handle the truth If I give you a pound of the ground, you land on the roof Here's the proof: when you hear C-Rayz like Romulus Your ears might crack like the statue of Adonis In Greece, you f**ing thief, you can't steal my math Don't let me set you straight to put a crease in your a** Kinetic energy stronger than multiple gunplay Powerful like the jaws on the last Sunday The sky is falling. p**ycats is scared to jump The storm warning says, “Close your eyes. Here we come” [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Not for nothing—word to everything I love This gully. Doing it ‘cause that's my what?!? Cupid's dead—‘nough said—no love We out of control, off the hook, and unplugged [Verse 2: C-Rayz Walz] Make it clear—peace—dear God, we right here Coming out the dark may take the art a light year I control my danger but it's anger when the pigs be flipped To say I look Asian gazing with a Egyptian stare I wear flying carpets like Arabian do-rags Over my 360s, full circle like, “Who that?!?” The Sun Cycle since the beginning of time Truth'll begin in my mind, made you acknowledge my shine Take it for what it's worth before you self-combust and burst Tell the truth on son'll really be touching the earth Tilt your head and set it off. The last shall be first This blast shall be the worst since moon left earth This is holy scripture—you might call it a verse Some see the imagery and trifling put in hearse But when you try to play me, I press “Auto-Reverse” I keep it gully. I think déjà vu is rehearsed [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Not for nothing—word to everything I love This gully. Doing it ‘cause that's my what?!? Cupid's dead—‘nough said—no love We out of control, off the hook, and unplugged [Verse 3: C-Rayz Walz] Clothesline a n***a, cut his wrist with a flyer Washed-up rappers couldn't be hot if they got locked in a dryer You couldn't rock a cypher if you were driving on a mountain with pebbles in your tire With a stone chain around your neck, liar The illest feeling you can't touch. I feel like rust Back the day where my a**ociated record labels don't rush My circus blows and burns hot. And, plus I've even given free shows on the train and the bus To the point I disappear between blackouts and sparks I got a MTA check for Magnetic Truth Art So I Maxwell/max well while you behave like you too smart Showed you a shade but your light was too dark Some lady hating. I look at her mind—she thinking, “He's a crook” Judgemental. Eating swine, holding a Jesus book That's who I be—don't even stop to look Hate me at 7:30 for spitting. True school ID Wake me, heavenly whirly. “Keepin' It Raw”-living My origin is the “all” in the fall and the risen The light in the prism—Sun Cycle! [Hook: C-Rayz Walz] (x2) Not for nothing—word to everything I love This gully. Doing it ‘cause that's my what?!? Cupid's dead—‘nough said—no love We out of control, off the hook, and unplugged