[Intro]
Yeah (Okay, okay)
Chilly, yeah
In Toronto (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I (I) get a little petrified (Petrified)
Seen it by my bed at night
What's the use in screaming (Scream)
I said, "I'm only dreaming"
Yeah (Okay, okay)
[Verse 1]
The music makers are great manipulators
Keep your values, watch your tongue
Before I see you in the papers (Papers)
Matter of fact, the pages
This is a new school age
Fighting digital faces (Fucking robots)
Technology replaces the humanity inside us
And we all just gotta start shit
All just gotta pop shit (Pop)
All just gotta grind out for the grime
But just to flaunt shit (Yeah, man)
Are you really on it? (Yeah)
You better be
Because on or not somebody's gonna call it (Call, call)
Finally got the balls for shots
But I just got the ball kicks
That just means I've been about this music game before your success
Eat him up and quickly go for seconds
I ain't done yet (Uhh, uhh)
Running salty circles around your brain like fucking Funions
Kick him up, I work too hard
The blistering and bunions go unnoticed (So, so empty)
Way too many friends forget the favors
But I'm modest (Yeah)
I wait until you slip
To bring the truth back into focus (Focus)
Think you go from thinking sit a lotus right to driving Lotus (Skrrt)
There's more than love for music
To this game you need to grow up (Grow)
Talking reckless behind my name will get you blowed up
Dirty spit the track
This shit be sounding like some throw up
You beefing when soul is froze
This man will give you cold cuts
Had to make my mind up before I had to glow up (Yeah)
Life flip on a dime
Except for the rhymes, yeah
I sit down the pen
It's quality time
With me and my mind
Yeah (Okay, okay)
Chilly, yeah
In Toronto (Yeah)
[Chorus]
I (I) get a little petrified (Petrified)
Seen it by my bed at night
What's the use in screaming (Scream)
I said, "I'm only dreaming"
Yeah (Okay, okay)
[Verse 1]
The music makers are great manipulators
Keep your values, watch your tongue
Before I see you in the papers (Papers)
Matter of fact, the pages
This is a new school age
Fighting digital faces (Fucking robots)
Technology replaces the humanity inside us
And we all just gotta start shit
All just gotta pop shit (Pop)
All just gotta grind out for the grime
But just to flaunt shit (Yeah, man)
Are you really on it? (Yeah)
You better be
Because on or not somebody's gonna call it (Call, call)
Finally got the balls for shots
But I just got the ball kicks
That just means I've been about this music game before your success
Eat him up and quickly go for seconds
I ain't done yet (Uhh, uhh)
Running salty circles around your brain like fucking Funions
Kick him up, I work too hard
The blistering and bunions go unnoticed (So, so empty)
Way too many friends forget the favors
But I'm modest (Yeah)
I wait until you slip
To bring the truth back into focus (Focus)
Think you go from thinking sit a lotus right to driving Lotus (Skrrt)
There's more than love for music
To this game you need to grow up (Grow)
Talking reckless behind my name will get you blowed up
Dirty spit the track
This shit be sounding like some throw up
You beefing when soul is froze
This man will give you cold cuts
Had to make my mind up before I had to glow up (Yeah)
Life flip on a dime
Except for the rhymes, yeah
I sit down the pen
It's quality time
With me and my mind
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