First Verse - Bob Rok
Long yawn
Wake up thinking BARZ
Head full of lyrics
And a body full of battle scars
Wander through the country with a haircut and a cattle prod
Nice your cousin raps I shake his hand and strangle him
Unapologetic as they drive away his ambulance
Bumping 60s Bee Gees I'm a sucker for the accident o9 m
Took the time to listen ten years of being passionate
Learned to rap in Pilsen you ain't fucking with no Mexican
I ain't here to spoon-fed lessons through the news feed
Taught myself the basics with a shuffle and some loose weed
Bobby Rok the otherwisе sitting on the other side
I'm thе guy who does his job,you must be the other guy
It's a living It's a lane
It's a city sitting strange
It's a sham
It's a shame
It's a living breathing game
What you putting on the line?
When you're lining up to play
I don't really know a lot
But I know I'm not afraid
Second Verse - RP
They told me im not hip hop
I thought that was all loco
Not hard enough for this spot
But they rap behind they vocals
I rap behind the goal post
The game is really easy
Im faster when im slo mo
Even faster on the TV
100 celebrations
And some penalties for streaking
Running like stole something
And my hands are soft and creepy
Im the answer awesome freaky
And im a handsome boss and cheeky
Hes a cancer in the locker room
Always taking when im speaking
Im god and always peaking
You lost another weekend
Im sauce you pasta weak friend
Run toss and called a sweep in
Im flawless saw the defense
Get the call hit the fader switch
End up in a zone lit the paper up im famous bitch
Never let up when we home
Show them why we favorite
Like Brady on the Patriots
The game is hating faker shit
The shade is great
Im faded big
Hit the shower shake and shit
Take my medication got a date w Taylor Swift
It's a living It's a lane
It's a city sitting strange
It's a sham
It's a shame
It's a living breathing game
What you putting on the line?
When you're lining up to play
I don't really know a lot
But I know I'm not afraid
Third Verse - Doc Wattson
I’ve accepted that my life is not defined by what I make
But I’m desperate that my efforts be admired for their sake
People measure their successes with their piles or acclaim
Speak of legacies protected then expire just the same
Just a function of production we’ve resigned to the game
Our consumption so disgusting that it overrides pain
You know me homie yea the dope is high grade
Smoke it til I vibrate potent lemme hydrate
Focus enter my brain
Now I understand the power move to weaponize they
That’s just how the vibes slay
This won’t change your mind ayyy…
I know it’s not the spirit of participating in the truth and lie game
So what can I say? Other people give not a shit
Plus it seems the kings robe shows a lotta dick
Guess there’s no way of talking my way out of this
It's a living It's a lane
It's a city sitting strange
It's a sham
It's a shame
It's a living breathing game
What you putting on the line?
When you're lining up to play
I don't really know a lot
But I know I'm not afraid