I said n**s be takin' life too serious
I swear my music take lives - uh, period
Mellowhype, things are dependent-free mind-pyramids
Breaking walls down, never a Black Hawk Down, oh
They p**a label on me but I see they're all clowns
That's why I talk English and think fast
Feel my words through the ink's last letter
Which'll never turn his back, back catcher, I grab
Extra magazines I'm in, to remind me of the places I've been
Returning to visit again, me and my f**n' friends
Before I hit the stage I clench my microphone until my fist hurt
Before I eat sushi, I'd rather get to know the fish first
For all the cats behind my time, that rhyme - that s**t's worth
Everything in my mental state now I'm secure, mental ways
Dental place in my jaw for spitting raw just because
I like to floss my talent
Think I'm-a wear the yellow tux at the Grammy's
And rock out with my c**k out
Like "who this kid think he is? "
It's just something I've seen Prince do
It's true
No matter what, I'm showing up
Who gives a flying floating f**k
What people say, or think?
Cause end of the day, start of the day they all said we wouldn't get here anyway
You blink, and Wolf Gang's in this b**h
When I was a kid I wanted to be just like you
Write my own rhymes, recite 'em a couple times
Hoping one day it blew up so me and my n**s could shine
I got 3 quarters and about 10 dimes
You can split them 10's up cause both these corners are mine
Let's f**n' celebrate, Wold Gang confederate
We made it, we made it, we made it and you hatin'
Cause we made it and we made it
And that is not an understatement (oh!)
I put that on the people that I stay with
Live day to day with, tour bus is the slave ship
N**s worked the grave shift, record clean up and play disc
We must be misbehaving
But the fans love it, they get the subject
N**s claim be rappers but don't fulfil the substance
F**n rubbish, I'll dust quick
Nothing to f**k with, I've got my hands on my balls, like my nuts itch
I remember I first played tricks on my web s**t
And he fronted on it like... nah that s**t will never work
Ha ha ha, like what?
Family: these 2 wrists of mine
I had to make them gold
You gotta let me shine
If you're a friend of mine
Ask any friend of mine
I'll never block your glow, won't curb your high
We be, in a place they never been
Hella Benz, for the hell of it
In Paris Paris Paris
White wings on desert sand
Flyin' over the Taliban... Probably
We be in a place they never been
Hella Benz, for the hell of it
In Paris Paris Paris
White wings on desert sand
Flyin' over the Taliban... Probably
