[Hook/Intro]
See the world through a tv/ see the lights and the life/ and the shows and the rows of the people with “I” vote/ See me…taking notes of the flock/ when I wrote what I wrote, I was blazed on the thought/ this isn’t real, b/ this is a fevered dream of something sicker than we can even imagine/ the pain and the passion/ 10 years learning how to walk upon the surface/ Pray I don’t leave here worthless/
[Verse 1]
Uh… sharper than my last cut, baby/ I lost my head and never got patched up, baby/ maybe if I had the sensibility to kill em the first time they wouldn’t come back like the villain/ wouldn’t come, too/ this the art of war, Sun Tzu/ this is the product of a monsoon/ what do they call you? 7000 tons of raw pressure/ turned into a diamond and no lesser/
[Hook]
See the world through a tv/ see the lights and the life/ and the shows and the rows of the people with “I” vote/ See me…taking notes of the flock/ when I wrote what I wrote, I was blazed on the thought/ this isn’t real, b/ this is a fevered dream of something sicker than we can even imagine/ the pain and the passion/ 10 years learning how to walk upon the surface/ Pray I don’t leave here worthless/
So I…
Work! (x8)
Live, consume, die, repeat (x8)
[Verse 2]
Find me rolling five deep/ mind deeper than the Mariana trench. take a dive, please/ I connect like 5g/ I’m back to the future/ my raps are like sutures. I’ll hold it together like I ball with Hoosiers/ eye on the ball and the shooters/ eye on the eyes that watch us through computers/ eye on the eye on the back of the dollar. See the polluters/ clean kicks turned dirt nasty/ I run tracks, reebok classy/ I’ve got a hundred bucks that says you won’t pass me/ just spread eagle like Puff’s Cassie/… Mama raised a good kid, didn’t she/ fangs came later when the moon changed/ You can feel mood change in the room when I get mentioned/ your disbelief needs no suspension//
[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Give it a limit then watch it explode/ Give it an image you superimpose/ hold up some fingers on each hand to show/ that we all have a left and a right and a soul/ but you mess with my family or friends, you’re my foe/ I will smash you like Grandaddy Mac was the Hulk/ That’s no threat, it’s a promise and I do not fold/ so don’t you get fresh, grab a sheet if you cold/ drape it up like you from Houston, a veiled execution, see nobody knows how I did it/ leave all the clues in the tracks that I’ve written. You don’t want no trouble, that goes to the critics/ competition is a myth. You can claim a free market, but ain’t nothing free, but the gimmicks/ who will you be when the universe listens? The mic to your chin while you face the infinite//