[Hook]

Rappers always fall off rappin' like their soul's gone

Hit it like a sawtooth, y'all ain't even know truth

Rappers always fall of rappin' like their soul's gone

Reppin' the truth will never be out of fashion

[Verse 1: NA Bill]

Sitting back analyzing stats

Stacking on stacks, that's the hobby now

Used to not be allowed in the building

Now they pass through our lobby, ciao

Migration of thoughts

Elusive I'm losing like Lucifer

Crucifer eluding ya

They ask how I write these lyrics

I say it's god-given

I don't even write they just come spilling

God ghostwriting while I'm chilling

Revelations with my interpretation

Food for thought can awake a sedated nation

Elevating my mind; boy my mind is Boeing

A modern day prophet

Thug thespians love it

OGs Put their stamps on it

Now I'm passing on sanctions like I sank ships

For a living

But let me tell you how I'm living

If my life's a play

Y'all don't even fit in the skit

Get out this shit

[Hook]

Rappers always fall off rappin' like their soul's gone

Hit it like a sawtooth, y'all ain't even know truth

Rappers always fall of rappin' like their soul's gone

Reppin' the truth will never be out of fashion

[Verse 2: Alistotle]

Truth is what I seek, all I see is me

Rapping on a bleak day tryna bring the heat

I been dealing with a bunch of motherfuckers for a week

And it's been a war of nerves but now I'm on a spree

Spitting all the verses I be bringing them no mercy

They be happy when I curse'em cause I'm writing this in cursive

Sophisticated when I make it clear:

We're in The Matrix!

And I'm Morpheus; tryna shatter your reality then reshape it

NAMG the label

We tell the story no fable

Who let the stallions out the stable?

We be going to battle

Like we Cain and Abel ain't nobody on my cable

But my homies, you be getting nothing on me

We the real trendsetters, don't play fashion on me

I don't sing no falsettos but I'm on a high note

'Fore I jump on the mic, sign your suicide note

[Hook]

Rappers always fall off rappin' like their soul's gone

Hit it like a sawtooth, y'all ain't even know truth

Rappers always fall of rappin' like their soul's gone

Reppin' the truth will never be out of fashion