Layers (The Bar Exam 4) Royce Da 5'9"

[Intro: Rick Ross sample]
Sometimes I be wanting to say "fuck the world"
I don't give a fuck
Shoot it out with all you bitches
Bitches don't love me
Young black nigga, nigga fighting a war nigga
Everywhere you go bitches throwing rocks nigga
Man a nigga in a Lamborghini

[Verse 1]
When I pick up a mic I feel like Lorenzo and Ice
Eazy-E, Dre, and Yella guess I'll be a nigga for life
2Pac's soul hovers right over my board while I record
Patron enters my blood then it comes right out my pores
Some of these rappers spazz, some of them choose to serenade
Some of them need their swag
Some gon' breathe their last air today
Some believe that hip-hop police is working with these
Various media outlets even pay Vlad to interrogate
I remember back when I was blacking out without beats
Hoping for better days to focus how I'm gon' meditate
Seem like everywhere I go, somebody approaches me going
"Cole is platinum without features!" Well, so is Kevin Gates
Acting like you can't be a fan of both, your standards low
My flow luxurious like chinchilla mats on the Phantom floor
I vow to kill the style that you love and write it to keep me poise
Come at me fly, turn your album cover to the Beastie Boys