[Verse 1]
Don’t make it obvious, it’s cool that you copy us
In cahoots with the mafia, the art I make is over Basquiat
Quote me on that, put a dead homie on that
I’m from a whole 'nother batch of people with influence they usually know me from that, or hold me on that (The ego!)
Knock it back, drama queen or hypercondriac (The hero)
None of that, even if I was a runnin' back
Ain’t no energy for my enemy deadin' it carefully
You ain’t no friend to me, how do you better me
Aimin' for a jigga like the killer did to Kennedy
[Chorus]
How you feelin', how you feelin', I think I'ma make the earth shake
Break it down, break it down, watch the work rate
How you feelin' I think I'ma make the earth shake
Break it down, break it down, watch the work rate
[Verse 2]
I really wanna run it fast for the fans cause I’m always too tense
Impressive, ain’t it?
So I might do it for a second as veteran I’m better with a flow
You can only meddle with the notes
Put a bit of a what a jigga know
I don’t wanna lose, I don’t wanna go
So I bend the rules in the booth
Man, I might fight with the right mic
Even with a winter coat, man, I’m still cold
Jigga that’s braggin' rights, I ain’t even braggin' right
Don’t even do fashion right, flashin' lights
But a jigga not flashin' right, flashin' right
We go where the ego grows
We know we don’t see a lot of home grown folks with a stone cold flow
Please note, the accolades don’t add to the zeros
[Chorus]
How you feelin', how you feelin', I think I'ma make the earth shake
Break it down, break it down, watch the work rate
How you feelin' I think I'ma make the earth shake
Break it down, break it down, watch the work rate
[Verse 3]
I had to switch it on 'em
Quick shift, man, I’m driftin on 'em
I don’t do road, I don’t do codes
I don’t do nothin' that keeps me in a box
But I throw rocks and I don’t knock
I just be bustin' off all these locks
Yeah, I got guns but I don’t cock (woah, woah)
Pacifist activist, passin' the Pacific
Don't piss me off again, I’m off again
I’m worth more than what you offerin'
You better not try forget, call again
I don’t do joggin', bro, I’m walkin' it
Tooth so sweet but I’m better with oranges
I’ll OD if I’m given the sauce again1