作曲 : ModernT
作词 : Big Smoke/8crayz
keep da record playin'
ma plan is plain
under the reign of the fame 
unfamous rappers wanna change
i'll represent'em 
hey what a game
I blame all that rappers for tv
only rap when they need it
All I’ve been given 
Is pain from all the ****in' gimmiks
in this greedy city 
u can't see me ya timid
아첨 따위 난 안 해 
단신의 강심장 brave hearts
my rap's like my mother's grace
모두 짜고 치는 레이스 갈 바엔 
발판에 단단한 람을 박고 갈게 man
i start it from ma mind 
fo ma mama and ma pop
i can't stop it till i die
they said 왜 갓길로만 가
cuz i promise wit ma bra
돈독에 빠져 막 나갈 순 없기에 
지켜가 내 프라이드
단단한 단어 너와 나
so I rockin' wit ma man
yeah we walkin' on the sideline
그 스팟라잇 내게 가져와 줘
ma homie i can't clam down
신림 바닥부터 또 당산 안양 시흥
외골수 기질 변함없어
i'm here fo real
i got my own rhymes 
u just rhyme stealers
i got my own rhymes 
u just rhyme stealers
rappers on sideline
we the real dreamer
u better recognize 
that rappers on the sideline
you know 
already you come in a modern's
I'm the satan 
여긴 자리잡은 구역 
a lot of pokers
feeling like a rid in lotus 
손을 뻗는 건 
더 위의 locus 딛는 곳은 
rotten 변해 hands of 마이더스 
놀라 K to the P
changing everting 
언급한 건 무게 
but 그 전보다도 가볍지
flow 난 그 것 바로 위 
박자를 당겨 미네
네가 진짜를 언급해
you know what I mean that
It's about the blood of vein
I think da one phrase
and the one hiphop for the on fan
i'll be the one crazy
난 항상 걸었지 for first man
I'll be the shine like a stan getz
I'ts just time for me
I've been thought 
about ma grave stone
finally 그 벽을 허물고선 
무겔 짊어 메
쫓는 건 life or trail
어느 곳보다 nasty and cold
enfold gold and behold the throne
I reborn in the void
i got my own rhymes 
u just rhyme stealers
i got my own rhymes 
u just rhyme stealers
rappers on sideline
we the real dreamer
u better recognize 
that rappers on the sideline
i dream the life in cali lay back 
til i'm sick of molly
dream the life like dali 
prolly i'm just surviving the times 
and i'd be make my mama proud me
i prolly dream about me riding beamer
a dreamer i used to be one 
said i'll stay same rock solid
be the fever passion of christ 
need a ****ing sequal 
back then i was equal 
now i'm tainted worse than peoples 
after singles i got sick 
of playing the game 
i could see thru my self and 
i hope i had a eagle 
so i can taste the freedom 
much quicker than i repeat'em 
it's the kid who got that blues 
wonder when the sun comes up 
first thing i always underneath the surface
the numbers always 
confuse me and use me 
i self abuse me 
i feel like god choose me 
i'm losing my balance
afraid to tell her 
that my banks empty as 50's 
wancna talent 
but ain't no love for the sinners repell us
a jeaouls rappers talk trash 
we dash into place 80 persent us 
went back to school 
cuz cash rulesi reprejent'emc
i got my own rhymes 
u just rhyme stealers
i got my own rhymes 
u just rhyme stealers
rappers on sideline
we the real dreamer
u better recognize 
that rappers on the sideline