Lyrics: Shawn Anderson
Music: Benjamin Brennan
The right words
be like mind control
let these lyrics
sit inside your soul
as i navigate this windin road
thats lined wit gold
they all came and went
iwatched em try and fold
i kept the secrets close
that only i could know
shook the game
pieces on the baord
fell like dominos
watered the seed
and gave it time to grow
and now its bearing fruit thats so bountiful
sometimes it feels the pressures insurmountable
so iretreat to the mountains
like a cali grow
im not beyond mistakes im not infallible
im tryna break the mold
im still mallable
i desire nice things like a villa up in malibu
ill work for it gladly
meet you at the top
ill tip my hat
if i ever see you pass me
bottom lock
deadbolt
and i twist the latch key
stage has been set i perform like fischer vs spassky
We not classy penning the great gastby
On the real son theres no mere mortal to match me
Crash your party Im tipping over your ashtrays
Since a young youth I been gettin money the fast way
Dueling on the board like Fischer and Spassky
Kid I'm laying back I'll let the swisher relax me
Those who oppose the throne are missing in action
Wrote pieces with a pen like a pawn on a chess board
I never been a role model or mentor, when you got a lot to offer then it was what you meant for
Its penthouse views from the 10th floor
You crab mother****ers only copy like 10-4
It down to the end dog
Just paying the rent dog
the proper send off, where you started aint where you end off
Bread molded, shit we rippin the ends off
No pain no gain just like the logical mind games
Blind faith might have you seeing it sideways
master of the craft on form within the time frame
Blind faith might have you seeing it sideways
These niggas movign like rooks
hit em with all hooks
bars that never rust my nigga they straight jux
cookin up a plan I got the product from Chan
Try to put em on to game and let the knowledge expand
Went from managing fiends and handling green
To now im bustng down rappers on the ametuer scene
Got a team full of killas, gorillas, and straight monsta's
swinging thru the jungle with niggas that hate lobster
The lames prosper aint no debate
I know the love wasnt real so Im good with the hate
alot of shit done changed I been loading my plate
too many fake gold chains so Im closing the gate
these niggas shuckin and jiving but im arriving
aint nobody in my site cause really im on an island
These niggas wildin now I feel like its my time to go
thought alot about it while they ****in with that mind control