[Verse 1] I take my time, the most waited on The greatest lines, the greatest songs Feel like I got to drop those Court martialed, for f**ing G.I. Jane in her fox hole Escorted by M.P.'s, I do more than MC Anti Politician, and I got a vision Detail with freedom It's over when stealth gets free son f** it! to the moon Jackie Gleason The public asks me reasons, why the coldness? Maybe I'm just like my Father, too bold sh** Got castaway 'cause I thought and rap this way What's real? due to the raw image But still, I put my all in it [HOOK] I'm the lonely loner, should I start this sh**? The organ donor, I put my heart in this It's stretched out, put it all on the table With my chest out, truth hits, not a fable The lonely loner, should I start this sh**? The organ donor, I put my heart in this It's stretched out, put it all on the table With my chest out, truth hits not a fable [Verse 2] I'm entertained, by Will Smith as an actor Man, I hate Will Smith as a rapper Just not my cup of tea A you f**, till the cops get f**ed with me Want to slam me on the hood Like that kid in Englewood Lately treacherous, maybe d**h is bliss But you know what? Almost had my throat cut by the cut-throats I don't ride love boats, I jet ski with envy LEGACY the enemy, it's Public slash one Mr f**-it has come Wrapped up in the flesh And that's what's in his chest [HOOK] I'm the lonely loner, should I start this sh**? The organ donor, I put my heart in this It's stretched out, put it all on the table With my chest out, truth hits not a fable The lonely loner, should I start this sh**? The organ donor, I put my heart in this It's stretched out, put it all on the table With my chest out, truth hits not a fable [Verse 3] All of this comes from the left, side of my chest Got sick, and went to the vet Got well, equivalent to a molotov co*ktail Hot flaming bottles, got brains boggled It's hard to get, and it's hard to spit This consistent But this one's different Made crews change their name, then ask them "why the music ain't the same since I been rapping?" Everything else sounds mediocre In Carolina we cobras that strike quick I only write hits, Paul McCartney For the kids, large as Barney, Purple Rain Twice the dope if a verse is changed My crew deep like Ben Bay I got the style of a sensei Got to see them before you can get to me Even then, you still can't get to me As the world so so sh** Girls hop on my pogo stick I no longer call them chicks This is a new way out Now I call them fish when I put bait in their mouth Hook line and sinker Sorry you don't understand I'm a thinker [HOOK] I'm the lonely loner, should I start this sh**? The organ donor, I put my heart in this It's stretched out, put it all on the table With my chest out, truth hits not a fable The lonely loner, should I start this sh**? The organ donor, I put my heart in this It's stretched out, put it all on the table With my chest out, truth hits not a fable