I'll be alright (I'll be alright)

I'll be alright (I'll be alright)

I'm gonna be alright (I'll be alright)

It's-it's-it's-it's the Umbrella, bitch

Blessed is he who in the name of charity and good will

Shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness

For he is truly his brother's keeper

And the finder of lost children

Cut the chatter, nowadays, nothin' even matters (Diamond)

I did it all, metaphors, punchlines, and patterns

I did the jewelry thing, copped more rings than Saturn

Dunked every rap backboard and left it shattered (Pshh)

My catalogue, never mind, that shit don't even matter, dawg (That shit don't even matter)

I ain't mad at all (Nah), I'm a matador

Turn my focus up to the highest level like Adderall

Walked away that day and be happy to say I had a ball

Who I gotta kill to make a mill' in the game? (Tell me who)

**** came and went, but look at Mick, he still in the game (I'm still here)

Call me Hollywood, finally got a feel of the fame

Now I see how JAY felt when he was dealin' with Dame

Undeground ain't feelin' the same, **** lame (Lame-ass ****)

Self-proclaimed champs and really ain't did a thing

How you proud of your failures? Boy, I tell ya

If we drop the same day, I bet that boy outsell ya (You know I would)

**** must be blind, deaf, and dumb, that's Helen Keller

My songs agin' like fine wine that's in the cellar

And I'm only gettin' better with time, the clock's racin'

I learned to start savin' the money and stopped chasin' (Yeah)

I started utilizin' partition and stopped wastin' (Yeah)

Rappers lookin' for co-signs, they cock-tastin'

This is chess, not checkers, you fuckin' Einstein

Droppin' twenty-nine times and ain't got one hot record (Not one hot record)

With nobody to blame, you did it to yourself

The shit you dropped the other day is still sittin' on the shelf (That shit's still sittin', ****)

You little **** is elves in Santa' workshop

Just a vocal tone alone gon' make the verse pop (Huh?)

You should've been a cop, fuck hip-hop

Spit that wack shit, you bound to get shot (Bloaw)

A feature can't save you, ****, this ain't your first flop (This ain't your first time floppin', ****, cut it out)

Stop

This ain't for the uninvited, I take a blunt and light it

Your tape is just a ashtray, the underground in bad shape (This shit is bad)

As long as I'm alive, you gon' always be in last place

All my competition droppin' at a fast pace

Tryna do what I do, go pick up a Bible

Ain't nothin' wrong with bein' a pastor, ask Mase (Ain't nothin' wrong with it)

It feel like these **** doin' black face

Wanna-be trapped in a maze runnin' a rat race (Hahahahahahaha)

And I heard 'em say (Huh?)

And I heard 'em say nothin' (Yeah)

I'ma let the wolves creep through

Everything you make is somethin' I count sheep to (Diamond)

Huh?

What the fuck? (Black sheep)

And I heard 'em say (Get it? Herd like the sheep, man, y'all ****, you don't get it, man, y'all **** chill out)

And I heard 'em say (Uh-huh-uh, what? What? What the fuck?)

Huh?

And I heard 'em say (Huh? Huh?)

Diamond Dallas, Big Ghost

Shepherd's pie

So they have been talking blues and things like concertos for drums

But right now, all around us, and so compelling you never miss the fact there's no melody

Is a music that is all beat

Strong beat and talk

It's rap music and it sounds like this