Hook (R-Mean):
If i had a million dollars in the bank right now
I'd still wake up for this tho
Every night before I go and lie down
I wanna wake up for this tho
It's so deeper than rap dawg
Its so much deeper than rap dawg
(we live this sh**!)
Its so deeper than rap dawg
Its so much deeper than rap dawg
Verse 1 (R-Mean):
Rappers ain't got bars no more but got the coldest memes
I stab u with the shattered pieces of my broken dreams
I dont think when im spittin i squeeze the pen and my soul just bleeds - it bleeds within
U slipped up
I heard u made them big bucks
But went and blew the profits - like John, Peter, and Judas gettin their dick s**ed
The blood of Jesus what I spew on mics
Then I apply my Logic to this rubics cube of life - its like
I just walk w lions cuz
Iron sharpens iron plus
Ions bond with ions ,what
Rhymin art is dyin - f**
Weed ain't get me high enuf
So i be tyin' up to inject the blood of a lion's cub
Attacking these gimmicks
On my album I be rappin so viscious
A 50% discount means u can only count half of my disses
Catchin the fishes on the spot - with bare hands
Weak emcees get rejected like my pop's kidney transplant
Verse 2 (Kxng Crooked):
Me and my team ball n***a, no salary cap
I'm so charged up the hood calls me battery back
You know Crooked cause a tragedy with the ratchet he pack
All that yackety-yack get your halfyour anatomy cracked
COB - that's where the families at
The right side of your brain couldn't imagine me wack
I'm on Coca-Cola Cla**ic and yac
And I'm hanging out the window letting the chrome Mack 10 go
I feel a breeze outside so I'm shooting when the wind blow
Long Beach, let a friend know (Eastside)
I'm stupid , I'm rap's craziest rebel
I spazz, I'm a Tasmanian devil
I hold my Glock at cranium level
It's deeper than rap
Only thing deeper than that , maybe a shovel you dig?
It's me and R-Mean plus the Pentagon Dream got Milian but I need a billion
Verse 3 (R-Mean):
It's so much deeper than rap music - you cats clueless
It's so much more than a bag to us - and that's true cuz
This is the only father figure I've ever had - so go figure, thruout my past - we woulda lacked futures
If it wasn't for this - I'll flatline
My heart strictly be pumping for this - feel my pulse and my wrist
- dawg, I need this Hip Hop sh**
Cut me open homie, I bleed this Hip Hop sh**
But all my family & friends be buggin , dont know what they expectin
Instead of feeling proud and support, they feel I neglect em
So I should quit and live my life like you?
Im too dedicated? I should be advised by you?
Just be mediocre, work a 9 to 5 like you?
Come home and f** my basic-a** wife like you?
Nah - i got a gift that's God given
The bars is all prison
Its pa**ion and raw vision , so dawg listen...