fye fye

Older I get more I know I'm not on shit, ay

Life ain't no game why we over here holding sticks

Ain't no new finesse, 100 years later chompin at bits

Shoot a **** on the block or the block chain he won't miss

We'll cop chains even if we stay chained to ships

And the cops stay far enough from around our viss

So its wolves that howl prowl and its snakes that hiss

Its a Jungle, we been po' like funnel

Had to get beat the fuck up to even try to stack up bundles

Rumble young man rumble

That sound like a train of conscious mumbles

Start the beef up wit us u could have a whole McDonald's

Let that sink in

Tryna sit with a Sifu and train my mind right

Put out the tape on Kazaa to avoid the limelight

I'll shoot from the hip, hit a modem knock out the Wifi

Roll one up tight for me, then hit it with fye fye (ayy)

Phase to the past take on the role of a big band leader

Old school heater, RSVP and Leaders

Phase to the past lecture the crowd at the amphitheater

Go even more back teaching math in the shadow of pyramids

Roll one up tight hit it with fye fye, uh

Gold all on my body look like its sunlight, yah

Stay solid move silent keep em mystified, yah

When the smoke clears out could be immortalized, yah