living the dream at times I don’t wanna wake up burn it down like Waco if I don’t get my pay cut 29 looking for some head and a shape up Turks and Caicos with some devilish angels taking selfie‘s catching a angle entangled in the power of the P never me though  im like Carlito reloaded ready for more Desert eagle peeking through your peephole just know that I’m the one there will never be a sequel you could never be my equal call me wise eagle you feeble I’m floating thru the sky keep ya eyes on the prize weapon pointed at the weasel I’m a artist this is art may this instrumental be my easel wild times  medieval pyramids and igloos Sky dive in the ocean peace treaties tea parties in teepees Talibans Radio active radio records on repeat Searching the surface pondering what is beneath Game should be sold not told save your receipts i’m elite Elusive but no I never ran if this was the 30s Flamethrowers at the clan talking klu klux could never share religion with my enemies oppressors  diamonds in my words gold treasures  so precious ancestors infected me with soul so I kept it  name my daughter Kemet yes I have the formula formulating words like a chemist feel the chemistry Caramel kisses loving on a different Pedigree It was me yeah I shot the Sheriff and the deputy Tit for tat til it’s equity from Singapore to Ecuador battle bulls the matador kill them all then travel to the Ocean floor governed by the ocean laws ufos fbi cia can see us all chasing dollars and daffodils in Masters field im hov roc nation im Nas mass appeal im god at the wheel baby just let me drive sit back and enjoy the ride I’m only here for a time