Huh, Yup!

Things ain't been the same since I took aim

Left some bloodstains with this pen game, I am not sane

Sndtrak overthrew the mainframe, check our domain

The government probably wants to take my damn brain

Rather not, if I let 'em rot in the trenches where we caught the spot

Kick the door like an invasion from swat

I hit the block like a renegade, never been afraid of the reaction

That comes with being the absolute best

I need my paper sharp like scissors, we could never let you rock

When deposits hit, yeah, I milly rock, do you get it?

It's hard enough dealing with lame defamed critics

I came to flame spirits, the devil hates on my lyrics

But God hold me down like the center of the earth

It's a miracle I made it from the day of my birth

Can you peep what I'm kickin'?

My decision to go against the grain

Left my vision entirely fucking pitch black

That's why **** talk it never impacts lack of tracks

They were sent here only to distract, never enact

Any real shit to heal the soul/body, it's all crap

But I'm here to keep it all intact

'Cause now they got that feeling in they bones

Chillin' in they bones

'Cause now they got that feeling in they bones

Chillin' in they bones

Huh, Yup!, I got a bone to pick, this my archeologist flow

You could never go toe-to-toe with the Kingmakers, yo

Spent over 15 years, really perfecting it slow

And then success came knockin' so I kicked down the door

I know the game afraid of someone like me

Was doing award shows, interviews, walkthroughs before the age of 3

You don't believe me? Just go ask Xzibit

I pivoted then made a game winning shot, you hear the swish my ****

Go figured-I-figured out that they hating in silence

But they still try to form an alliance

I ain't buying, I don't care if you're a fan or an acquaintance

I can sense the energy of a hater even if the rooms vacant

Tried to say I'm not hard 'cause I don't party with drugs

I hang with weird ass **** giving fake ass hugs

Instead I laced my own boots in the mud

And acclimated to another plateau while you remain a scrub

A lot of **** never did shit yet they always talkin'

Bow and arrow like I'm Hawkeye, let the arrow dissolve 'em

I never paid to be official, the officials paid to be like me

I'm making movies, West coast Spike Lee

'Cause now they got that feeling in they bones

Chillin' in they bones