I wake up in the morning like A man on a mission Been hoping the gears daily Til I take the pole position Turning what I've written into What makes me a living You don't like the way I do it? You can suck up on my nipples! Your drops don't make a ripple, I be riding the wave. I got this rap shit locked up like it's Guantanamo bay I'm on that slay first ask questions later, Crash through the wall in a fireball and snatch up all your paper, Smashing any of caper that's increasing my takings Yeah bro I'm money motivated I make it for what it's making While you're scrimping and scraping, I wipe the floor with your faces! The type to take apart your life. So, I can laugh it: basic! The way the spray it's like paint on a government building Guys like me don't come round often Son I'm one in a million I live it like tomorrow ain't ever gonna come They tell you sleep is the cousin of death Well I'm his son Number one anti hero The oh to the zero Catch me outside of your window Staring in like a wierdo I'm Stacking that Deniro Cos I Slap in your ear hole Got your girl up in my dms She ain't looking for no weed though Lighting sour diesel While I'm climbing the steeple Fighting evil demons disguisedAs people Peace to all my peeps though Keep living life illegal To all my enemies broI'll see you when I see you We be those god level underdogs We always on the way up The dope's just a part of our biological make up Stop dropping zees on the z son It's time to wake up We're coming to collect You better pay up Pay up pay up Yeah we're coming to collect you better pay up x2 Wait up? Never that Open up the gap I'm someone that you'll never catch Foot through the floor I'm Hanging out the door Rolling coal on these fools I gotta crush it to the core Cos that's how diamonds get made And me I'm trying to get paid And I ain't talking bout no burger flipping minimum wage Livin in a cage on plague island Staying defiant Make it out alive? Or die trying I ain't down to stick around to find out These rappers need to pipe down Or put the pipe down going by the way their rhymes sound My mind's been out to lunch since like1991 When I jumped off a wall and put a dent into my skull Now I'm grown and more fucked up Throwing my guts up Gotta take it all like getting paid in a lump sum Glass of straight rum and fat blunt That's a champions breakfast Don't try tell me how to act son My raps pack that fat punch You rap like a cunt Trap life on your tracks Where's that bruv your mum's? Man I wouldn't waste the breath in your lungs you know that you ain't got what it'll take to try and go against the one! Yeah that's I he who is Rising out of the abyss About to fuck the whole world With the mic and my fist Suck my dick if you hate it You're never gonna make it It's mine for the takingAnd I ain't about to share it We be those god level underdogs We always on the way up The dope's just a part of our biological make up Stop dropping zees on the z son It's time to wake up We're coming to collect You better pay up Pay up pay up Yeah we're coming to collect you better pay up x2