[Verse 1: Rokamouth]
There's no limit to my thought process, I'm conscious
That's why I joined the progress to be no object
And I use my logic to turn a goddess
Into a concept, of my imagination-erased
And people fading away like I'm in outer space and
Though I'm mentally gone I know I still got taste and
Relacing my whole life
Replacing my old Nikes
Brooklyn changed the game, one lane, up in one night Overflowing with flows growing and glowing one mic
Enlighten all my n***as who fighting for their rights
Living these sleepless nights trying to hold on to their life
But you ain't real, real until your mind stay open
So f** what you think all the time I be smoking
Got triple eye vision all their lies I be scoping
So why you trying to focus on pulling me down too
We watching you real close and now stickup's in my crew Dominating the whole world 'cause there's nothing better to do
And funny how it all started looking up to you
Trill codeine pills ain't f**ing with that blow
Because their nose bleed- ill
I watch the world turn as i learn to stand still
And that's real
[Verse 2: Danse]
For my brothers I black out, like Brad Pitt in Legends of the Fall
I put the top of your head up on the wall
Once you scalp the crown, the rest of the legends fall
And now for your respect the rest of the legends brawl- for sure
Your chick french kiss my stick, I just sit back and french inhale my spliff
I'm smoother than a pool ball, harder than a cue ball
Six of y'all looking all retarded in a two door
I had a dream I bought a Benz, woke up, bought a Benz
Now your baby moms watch me closer than her daughter friends
Flatbush n***as keep toast, n***a this the Beast Coast
You eat choch she look you in the face and blow weed smoke Ask Roka, half Henny half vodka
Then I chase it with white Remy- its Danse pahtna
Four hoes like the O's on a Audi and Haarp ain't the only ones that can make it cloudy
Do you know who Haarp is? Uzi under the carpet
Im groovey with the Uzi- you move B, ima spark it