Текст песни
Looking back with a book of raps and I'm cooking facts
Never gotta cap about what I've been looking at
Cause I've been aiming for the future
I aim in and mute ya
Dangerous
Super
I'm an alien
I'm too cool to be here though
You fear flows
I disappear foes
You weirdos can smear those
Feces from your rear glow
Don't be showing your ass mooning a goat
Cause you might get fucked
Get ready for the switch up
Cause I been feeling my self
I know I'm the best at this lyricalness
A lyrical mess
I'm still in the car and you steering a wreck
I jump out
And who's in the back
A bunch of whack rappers that got famous
And who's to blame it on
You
I say fuck the industry we gone make it on our own
Fuck the industry we gone make it on our own
Fuck the industry we gone make it on our own
We gone make it on our own
We gone make it to the throne
Uh, fuck the industry we gone make it on our own
Fuck the industry we gone make it on our own
Fuck the industry we gone make it on our own
We gone make it on our own
We gone make it to the throne
The industry turning into the enemy
Not if you're the lucky few who be getting plenty chicken wings
Fuck the materials
I'm working on my material
People getting sick of that bullshit
They want some real lyrical
Easy to digest, nibble on beats taking a taste
Won't save you any leftovers licking the plate don't go to waste
Filling up on the delectable bitch I'm incredible so far ahead of you letting you know right now, we gonna make it no doubt
I say fuck the industry we gone make it on our own
Fuck the industry we gone make it on our own
Fuck the industry we gone make it on our own
We gone make it on our own
We gone make it to the throne