[Verse 1, Joey Lamar] Straight flow, MC with the straight fire I wrap it up and put it down like it's Empire So tired, it's so tiring You know I don't gang bang, but shots firing Leader of the old school, bringing back that new school Haven't had this rush since that thing back in preschool Reigniting flames like that dude went fling And if I couldn't relate, I use Google or Bing (Like) I rule (Y'all rule), We Kings (And Queens), We Laugh (And Sing) But at the day, you gotta admit, we all get tired [Verse 2, Maxo, The Creator] Darker then the East River, Larger than the Empire State Where the Beast to Guard the Barbed Wire Gate On the job, not my fate tired of the wait Till the villain bring deliverance from the Dire Straits Fire at a higher rate why'd they make the liars Fliers scatter buy a plate isolate the wires try the straight pliers [Verse 3, Rayo, The Don] Like he said we spit hot fire Rayo, Maxo, and Joey's empire But don't forget about all the songs we made This is the first to public, ok? Me and my boys, we always rapping in cla** Putting in work, so we always napping in cla** Never was a rapper, always hooped When I grow up, I want a Bentley Coupe Just like J. Cole, somebody should've told me it would be like this Teachers being reckless and -- But you know what, I can't let that bring me down Time to take action instead of sitting around I'm done, give it up to my bro, so he can show you how to really flow