[Hook] Hit the swisha, take the swisha 3-point shotty to ya ribs when I let go; don't let go, do exactly as I say And everything will be okay Everything will be okay (2×) That's exactly why I'm saying [Verse 1] R.I.P to myself if I have to die today I live within these coded walls They're hard to crack and get away Break that b**h just like a lock Make a cover and break away Suited like the lunch I made today Know the pain, my name is my name Holy magic, built with acid Spit them raps that sound like fashion But don't know sh** about no fashion Give a f** about Versace Y'all can pop them tags without me Singluar, lone wolf, no Bonnie right beside me One man band man, real n***as move in silence Guarantee they'll never find us Even if they got their nightvision goggles Isolation is the key, I do it better than you'll believe Poison the very food, water, air we breathe I live a life of celibacy Don't f** me over, I won't do you Hands to your side, keep it cool If problems were to rise, I turn it down I make it miniscule The volume isn't high enough I'm on Planet X, no way to listen to you Body bumpers, mind is sluggish Eye and eyes are more than drugged up Morality's at a loss of motion, can't go forward Just enjoy your conscious slumber [Hook] [Verse 2] Like it, gloss it Hate it, toss it You can meet your maker I don't condone no violence But your family can read them papers Rubbin' elbows, sheddin' layers; y'all n***as chafin' Sweatin' buckets, sh**tin' bricks; y'all losing faith in Reality, take a trip to my palace and see The glory road of a King with no chalice But a prince with the knowledge It's always about what you know, this isn't a challenge If this was a competition, guaranteed the boy is winning I think of gold more than the pharaohs, carved in hieroglyphics Wider broadening, bigger offering, better opportunity Sharpened wordsmith, louder calling, greater philosophy Bucket hats and weed all I need Plus a PlayStation 3 with Assa**in's Creed Or an XBox 360 with Metal Gear Solid 'V' — Five Invent the sport to live for — NBA Live 100-thousand views, and then counting Whom shall invade the very room of a cannibal? For whom to think that it is cool, I will damage you Ravage you, scavenge you, scatter you like entree platters (oooh) Brains on the counter, no weighing in on the matters Before the ma**es or the what ma** is Since I give two sh**s, you'll kiss my a** then Then swipe that sh**, paper or plastic? Body bumpers, minds are sluggish All eyes are beyond drugged up Morality at an all-time low, no motion Deep in a conscious slumber from this potion [Bridge 2×] Wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up WAKE UP! Mothaf**a, now wa**up?