Released on April 25, 2013

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[Intro]

Time to break open the locks

Lyrics with spirit

Yeah

Dude, you got me confused with

Rap's leatherman


[Verse 1]

Yeah, hit the flow, crazy, let 'em know

Game full of liars, rooms filled with grown Pinocchios

Pull strings, gotta be real to blow like Geppetto, go

Dance on another bicycle, best your pedal, bro

Road to success with the quickness

Got these rappers obsessed with what I come equipped with

Labels looking for my number, my ring to them precious

Looking like they Smeagol, that shit evil, I'll protect it

Yeah, the way I spit it is eloquent

Demon-ridded angelic shit

From the womb, shit, boom

Knocking with that intelligence

For the betterment rhetoric

But clever addict is soon to be shining like a medicine

Wild with the styles, don't you put me in a box, yeah

Probably switch it up and tend to break open the locks

Yeah, I tend to break open the locks

Yeah, I thought that I would warn you

Fuck with the flames, swear to God, that shit'll burn ya


[Chorus]

Bystanders talkin' like they know about the industry

Underground, mainstream, it's really all the same to me

It's all music, man, it's all music

Little bit of each of us that it will get infused with

Rap's leatherman

Yeah, man, I do it all

Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all

Rap's leatherman

Yeah, man, I do it all

Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all


[Verse 2]

No set style, man, all I make is music

Sayin' the illest, dude, you got me confused with

With the A-Team, meaning there is no plan B

Sickest individual since they cut the umbilical

Spitting like a god, knowin' that my name is biblical

Eyes in the go, and we go better limbo

When my arsenal roll through, told you this shit ain't news

Stressin', confessin' that who knew next up would be you?

Most these new rappers think "hold your nose," like, "pee-yew"

Slippin' like a hockey rink, wouldn't want to be you

Started at the bottom, now the whole team fucking here

Ask 'em when I'm gonna blow, bro, give me about a year

Light the fuse on the move, then we fuckin' out of here

Lyrics with spirit, hear it whenever it pierce through your ear

Yeah, we building an empire

Pass me the lighter, my whole team's on fire


[Chorus]

Bystanders talkin' like they know about the industry

Underground, mainstream, it's really all the same to me

It's all music, man, it's all music

Little bit of each of us that it will get infused with

Rap's leatherman

Yeah, man, I do it all

Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all

Rap's leatherman

Yeah, man, I do it all

Who better than? Tell a friend that want it all


[Outro]

Lyrics with spirit, hear it whenever it pierce through your ear

Yeah

Rap's leatherman