[Verse 1] (00:08) I get it, I get it... I finally get it, no use for the wits/ I'm outta control for this knowledge I hold/ Droppin' bar-after-bar like you n***as don't know/ I get it... I get it... I get it, I get it/ You just listen, don't mention, the money's the issue/ I get it, I get it, the mission's to get a stack or a grip full/ A handful of money, straight cash, now you'll listen/ I get it... I get it, I get it, I'm listenin' around/ Most these n***as won't be found/ In a year or a few, you see what y'all done do?/ Or did? The facts don't add up 'cuz it's doo-doo, it's sh**/ Pa**in' the torch to illiterate figures who only care about figures/ I get it... I get it, I get it, I get it, I get it, I get it, I get it/ It finally works in my brain, its configured/ Like I'm playin' a first-person shooter, I'm serious/ The point of the game's being shifted/ Locomotion to train tracks or my fork in some spinach/ Beatin' the bush, hope no one else would've figured/ I get it...I get it, I get it, I get it/ Was never such a line where you could finish/ Just a thought in the brain of someone //////////