| Cruisin' with the windows down |
| Outby16, or dead on the scene, but together for fucking ever |
| And again I am denied (Go) |
| Never tried to censor what I say |
| Offers, they get bigger, I decline |
| I might tell you what’s inside my brain |
| But I can’t share the shit that’s on my mind |
| I don’t leave the house, what’s fame? |
| Be careful, don’t get misled by the blind |
| Solo in the war, that’s brave |
| Live and be forgotten, that’s life |
| I can’t hold on |
| I can’t hold on |
| I can’t hold on |
| I can’t hold on |
| Let’s all drop the actin', now the game is ruined (Yeah) |
| Most of them all love it, but I hate to do it |
| Speaking is my strength and yet I hate to do it |
| Scary at my best, you know I’m fucking ruthless (Ah yeah) |
| These days I’ve been feeling like an Action Man |
| I don’t want advice, I want the master plan |
| You move out of spite and you get fucking slammed (Yeah) |
| I know I’m the right, I left the other hand (Move) |
| Still got the racks in the bank, all I think of is cash, I should rid it and |
| leave (Leave, yeah) |
| They might be gas in tank, if a nigga want smoke then he better be beast (Beast, |
| yeah) |
| Slow down, I really be rapping, I really be killing this level with ease (Yeah) |
| I see they biting the pattern, they come to the show, wishing they were me (Uh) |
| Flow is on ten it’s so sickly, aye |
| You niggas not keeping up with me, aye |
| I get up and follow my instinct, aye |
| I told you I’m going the distance |
| I bagged up the game and then ran |
| I double then triple up racks (Yeah) |
| They say that I’m moving too fast (Yeah) |
| Until I silence the lambs (Yuh) |
| And it’s all I know now |
| And again I am denied |
| And again I am denied (Go) |
| Never tried to censor what I say |
| Offers, they get bigger, I decline |
| I might tell you what’s inside my brain |
| But I can’t share the shit that’s on my mind |
| I don’t leave the house, what’s fame? |
| Be careful, don’t get misled by the blind |
| Solo in the war, that’s brave |
| Live and be forgotten, that’s life |
| I can’t hold on |
| I can’t hold on |
| I can’t hold on |
| I can’t hold on |
| Oh, no, oh-oh |
| Oh, no, oh-oh |
| Oh, no, oh-oh |
| Oh, no, oh-oh |
| Weh the bloodcat do you? Siddung, siddung |
| Boot up, boot up, boot up, wheel |