I don’t deny there is some strange evolutionary process going on
But mankind will not be destroyed
The fact that you
And I are working here today (rhymesayers) is evidence
S**ggy, it’s been a minute now I’m back up on this beast
Tell your mom if I ain’t call her back
She didn’t make the team
I’m on some other s**t, go on pick it up try to run with it
Stupid motha ******* getting rich up on some mumble s**t
A mad house!
Camel clutch the tap out
Suck a bunch of ***** if you been sleeping on my camp now
We doing this for decades, homie we don’t plan on
Standing down we're coming through your speakers
They like mayday mayday man down! Mayday mayday mandown!
**** with me and see
You keep talking bout your hustle like
You’re out here in these streets
Ain’t nobody know your name you out here
Acting like a ***** and if life
Don’t pull your card I got some homies
That’ll roll up and assist
Tell me somethin- do believe in fate?
When it comes down to that sacrifice can you even relate?
Ain’t nobody out here acting right,
They talking out the side of they mouth
I get they momma on the phone I tell her what I’m about
It’s mandown (mayday)
I’m sick of playing around (mayday)
They stepping up out of bounds (mayday)
Surrounded by all these clowns, the radio ran it out
Mayday it’s mandown (mayday)
I’m sick of playing around (mayday)
They stepping up out of bounds (mayday)
Surrounded by all these clowns, the radio ran it out
Mayday it’s mandown
Yeah
Grieves what up man? Let’s do this
Yeah...
Now go ahead and gather
Every mother ******* rapper
Line em up I’ll knock em down
These bowling pins about to scatter
I won’t spare nobody *****,
I’m bowling nothing but strikes
And while these streams are going up
I’m about to double my price
Spit so cold that when I be touching the mic
I'mma leave it covered in ice
Bobby Drake with all the stuff that I write
And i ain't ******* with this whole new wave of colorful types
To me the game is black and white like it’s a wonderful life
You either got it
Or don’t really how much more simple can it get
This ego over talent thing see I’m just not a fan of it
And now my s**t is popping but ya see how I handle it
I don’t gotta stunt man, I’m so Jackie Chan with it
Seven strains of cannibus, crate em by the kilo
Jamo in my bottle then I chase it with some Tito’s
Body every wack ************ that I see yo
You think you got a heart of steel, ***** I’m magneto!
It’s mandown (mayday)
I’m sick of playing around (mayday)
They stepping up out of bounds (mayday)
Surrounded by all these clowns, the radio ran it out
Mayday it’s mandown (mayday)
I’m sick of playing around (mayday)
They stepping up out of bounds (mayday)
Surrounded by all these clowns, the radio ran it out
Mayday it’s mandown