[Verse 1]
Boom-bash dash I had to break, I had to get away
Packed my bags, headed for Greyhound and it was a Monday
Time to start my mission, I felt that burning feeling in my soul I had to listen
I had this reoccurring dream from the stage, in a suit with a fade
I had set the game a-blaze, and they threw me a parade
I stacked a little change and took my family out the caves
But I was trapped in a maze like a lab rat
And at the bottom of the barrel, where they keep the crabs at
No Geico, no Aflac, nothing to fall back on
But the streets where niggas cussed out the police and sold they're crack on
Better known as back home, where they treat the Arabs, and the Spanish, and the Blacks wrong, there he go with that song
You may be tired, but I spit what I'm inspired, from the Lord of the worlds, cause the devil is a liar
[Chorus]
Say say, I've seen the lightning flashing (yes I did)
And I've seen the thunder roll
But you can't (you can't keep me down for long)
Cause I'm getting stronger (cause I keep getting stronger, oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Here we go
My style is like a shot of Jack Daniels, a baby grand piano
Lightnin' Hopkins, smoking cigs, strumming on a banjo
The son of man's a son of a gun with hella ammo
The sheriff shootin Bob Marley, John J. Rambo
6 sextillion, 19 million, the holy pyramid say we all Allah's children
Voodoo for the pilgrims who bring weapons and conceal em
Then silence you with force, and then indoctrinate the children
Yo Gabba Gabba, Ahmadinejad will
Blow up your apartment if you don't observe the Sabbath
I look the devil in his eyes, say Abracadabra
Then drown him in the mighty light, his brain couldn't fathom
Scrappin every day, just like Fight Club
A Thriller and a Smooth Criminal like Mike was
Boom-bash dash I had to break, I had to get away
Packed my bags, headed for Greyhound and it was a Monday
Time to start my mission, I felt that burning feeling in my soul I had to listen
I had this reoccurring dream from the stage, in a suit with a fade
I had set the game a-blaze, and they threw me a parade
I stacked a little change and took my family out the caves
But I was trapped in a maze like a lab rat
And at the bottom of the barrel, where they keep the crabs at
No Geico, no Aflac, nothing to fall back on
But the streets where niggas cussed out the police and sold they're crack on
Better known as back home, where they treat the Arabs, and the Spanish, and the Blacks wrong, there he go with that song
You may be tired, but I spit what I'm inspired, from the Lord of the worlds, cause the devil is a liar
[Chorus]
Say say, I've seen the lightning flashing (yes I did)
And I've seen the thunder roll
But you can't (you can't keep me down for long)
Cause I'm getting stronger (cause I keep getting stronger, oh yeah)
[Verse 2]
Here we go
My style is like a shot of Jack Daniels, a baby grand piano
Lightnin' Hopkins, smoking cigs, strumming on a banjo
The son of man's a son of a gun with hella ammo
The sheriff shootin Bob Marley, John J. Rambo
6 sextillion, 19 million, the holy pyramid say we all Allah's children
Voodoo for the pilgrims who bring weapons and conceal em
Then silence you with force, and then indoctrinate the children
Yo Gabba Gabba, Ahmadinejad will
Blow up your apartment if you don't observe the Sabbath
I look the devil in his eyes, say Abracadabra
Then drown him in the mighty light, his brain couldn't fathom
Scrappin every day, just like Fight Club
A Thriller and a Smooth Criminal like Mike was
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