Yeah, I got some thoughts I've been beggin' to get in my head and expandIt's sad when you don't get along with no one in your one-man bandI'm really feelin' like *** anybody who isn't a fanPossibly breakin' my hold on to this *** as long as I can, likeGivin' a beat and I be goin' red, rum, rum Hit the gas, I got my Ferrari like vroom, vroom, vroomBout to go for blood and I'm eatin' a flippin' running plateAnd all you mother***ers be like, gotta get you some crumbsI'm the great, I save the day, like I should wear a capeI don't really get it, huh? Watch the hate, I don't complainI just explain that I don't really ever give a ***Now why is he talkin' like he the next up?Don't even know the underground, I never get loveYou wanna battle, then homie, you better rest upGoin' demolition, man, I murder, death, kill, uhNow way back to the milk in the high chairTo high school when I learned y'all don't fight fairI've been wild and I learned how to spitGoin' down the street, kid, turnin' dreams to a nightmareI don't *** with y'all, I'm like, turn me up and just watch me ballI might go Duran, I might go LeBronI'm on a different plane, I'm like Strange and WongIf you about to lose a homie, you're doin' it rightI'm movin' the needle like all my veins are collapsin'And I don't need another hater talkin' y'all, they're embarrassingI'm the king, I don't need no acronymy, manWe do the work, you just showin' everything in the grandYou'll never be as high as me, I'm on a different strandI'm not ever livin' up, developin' so ***in' standsNetwork and net worth, you step firstI might be bringin' the whip firstYou test nerds, you get hurt, come with your best verseAnd I'ma be all, shut the *** up, I'm at the Fred DurstElevate, when we makin' this, then we celebrateWhen we make it big, ain't no time to wasteCome a long way, gotta keep the paceTill I'm goin' to the damn bankTop rank like, ooh, they be feelin' meMurder scene every time that I kill a beatI'm just tryin' to get ahead, that's a guillotineEvery track that I've written in the smithereensI bring the passion and skill for youFam and some fans, it would kill for youYou can have all of the money, but got no foundationSo no one will build with you, yeahAlways been the underdog, underappreciatedBut do the best when under pressureSo just give me a minute, dawgI'ma be on top of *** if I can keep my *** togetherSee, I got some thoughts, I've been beggin' to get in my head and expandIt's sad when you don't get alongWhen the one in you, one man bandAnd I'm really feelin' like, *** anybody who isn't a fanProbably breakin', but hold on to this *** as long as I canSee, I got some thoughts, I've been beggin' to get in my head and expandMurder scene every time that I kill a beatKnowin' no religion, man, I'm murder, death, kill, ahTurnin' every track that I've written in the smithereensProbably breakin', but hold on to this *** as long as I can