In front of the mic, behind the limelight   A star so bright shines refined advancement   Dance with the last man on the face of the earth   Who did the electric sl-i-i-ide over the verse   Hands held high, connect the antennas   Do or die when we fly, face the grimace   Yeah let's get this off you ready, Fast Eddie   Drop a load on 'em, wrong folks got a hold on 'em   Put the Blowed on 'em, roll on 'em   Roll over 'em, no control over 'em, over me   Outwardly, inwardly, openly, awkwardly   Happily, dastardly, tragedy and casualty   Same story same flight   Where they put yo' body same strip same spot, same endin   Same car, same engine, same tension brewin   Give me the steel, what the FUCK is you doin?   You done enough it's not enough, act two   I'm runnin up it's not a bluff, I'm bout to crack you   Nonchalant, idiot savant no comp   Romp, with the big guys, stomp all the pies   Kick the box, light these M-80's   Ladies grab your babies, run for safety   I don't think it may be a, good idea to stand here   You have no idea of what the FUCK'S about to land here   Smart bombs, J-DAMS, bring mayhem   Hold up, god damn, it's just a party   Dirty red carpet and you walk by me wobbly   Obviously, oblivious, frontin snobby   Heat to the Mojave, heat to the robbery   Beat, to the rhymin, each, brother probably   Taxpayers killed the mayor, and the senator   Rhyme sayers say a prayer, see a minister   Drinks are on the house, the house is on the hill   The hills are on FIRE, it started in the fields   Smoke inhalation, no ventilation   No fire station, no assimilation   Minus the heroes and plaques memorial sites   become burial sites, from high aerial flights   Hover over David Blaine, I'm here to save the game   Fifty-two pick-up witcha brain   Alone lies the man on the track   Lonely as the dagger in my back, staggerin fowards   Fallin face flat, still spittin at you   Still gettin at you, they're all laughin at you   My greatest gift of all was the ability to fall   Get back up and fall, get back up and fall   Get back up and fall and crawl and get back up and brawl   And make 'em lick the balls   Now the dagger's in my back pocket, I hear the track I rock it   Pull your arm outta socket, reachin for the cockpit   Rock shit, roll shit, control shit   Hold shit down 'til we slow on some old shit   I'll stick the pin in your neck just to earn respect   Stuff the paper in your mouth if I have to spell it out   Or write it on yo' forehead cause that's what I'm about   Run the route, bring water to the drought   When all else fails on the trails of love   Hate becomes judged, happiness won't budge   Wickedness does just as wickedness does   And I'm just gettin a buzz, I'm sayin it just because I can   Just because I am a man   With the, hand that fit it and the teeth marks embedded   But God's hands, grip tight, and don't forget it   The evil in your heart is, misery's home   Where ugly is bred and grown, I refuse   I defuse the bomb but just for a moment   And like out of NOWHERE comes yo' worst opponent   The first ones on it, the last to leave   All my, trash is treasure, that's how it's perceived   At the end of my spin when the heights achieved   I'ma leave with a bang like how I was conceived   There's thieves in the temple with tricks up they sleeve   BUT NO!!! FUCK THAT!!