[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