Turn up the speakers til the amps blow
Screamin "this is it" but no one in my Camp Lo
We was gettin Coolie High, that was in the plan though
Copying's the opposite of everything I stand fo
Recipe is destiny,
chef is not exactly givin me what isnt meant for me
Still, gotta rap because i feel it my bones when i spill it from the dome
Killin songs til my legacy builds, holla at me for the truth
And you know everybody wants the juice
Til youre feelin like Q, tossin bodies off the roof
If the price is a life, then it gotta be paid,
I aint stuntin this is somethin i can honestly say
I'd be like sir

Hook
We move the stars, we move the skies
We gettin crunk, we gettin live
Wont get you drunk, we wont get you high
But never mind, cause we'll get you right
Right, Right Right(x4)

Verse 2:
Action, life is real but youre still actin
Yes stressed but nevertheless still maxin
See Rich rappin in Singapore with the chorus I bring
The Lord of the Rings, youre Gollum I'm Phil Jackson
Parapelegic guarantee that you gon feel us
Kickin out the Jazz til my Banks gon Fill up
Flow tough until my dough nuts like old Dilla
You go ape shit? My flow show niggas who go realler, go figure
Feeling like the ceiling lights are growin dim
Heard applause the curtain draws, the show begins
If you wanna question why I'm rockin the stage
I aint trippin listen, this is what i'd probably say, I'd be like sir

Hook

Verse 3:
Just a misfit tryna find where i belong
And these niggad wanna knock it but they vibin to my songs
Doesnt matter how you start it, you just gotta finish strong
Word to my niggas in Paris and mulattos in Milan
Playing "Potholes in my Lawn" when I was 3 feet high
Bet its hard to recognize real with CG eyes
But you were blinded the second the money got in the way
And if you see it how I see it, you should stop them and say
something like sir

Hook