[Verse 1: Big Pooh]

A lot of pressure buildin' up in my chest plate

Niggas beggin' for the album said they can't wait

You hear the rumors dawg, I like to call it "bait"

My fam on the horn askin' 'bout my mind state

The mind's great, I'm sharper than I've ever been

I'm on the beach overseas sippin' Seraphin

Ain't no need for you to question if I ever been

Only from the bottom that you learn to ass end

I transcend any clique

Rap's Agent O, I'm the last one they picked

Now who payin' for it?

I don't cry over milk spilt

Place my fitted on tilt or keep steppin' like a champ

The prize winner, the victor

Leadin' man posin' in your girl's pictures

Get yours

I'm out here doin' the same

Kept my mind on my money, I don't need the fame

Ya dig?

[Hook: Black Milk]

I can't sleep I'm on the grind, I'm hungry (x8)

[Verse 2: Black Milk]

Lights camera

I'm so nice like polite manners

Flows nice as soon as I touch the mic handle

Uh, the gun blam, it could leave a murder scene

The Son Of Sam of hip hop, I murder everything

I'm from the city where niggas is ape but ain't shit

Niggas gorilla get your for your Bathing Ape kicks

Oh, great shit

They say I'm Hollywood

I take flicks and sign autographs on babe's tits

Uh, I can't sleep I'm on the grind I'm hungry

Take a risk, put it all on the line like laundry

Uh, you can't call me and try to harm me

I'll make you a dead man walkin' like zombies

Like Mike in Thriller

My rhyme sketches like a movie scene, I fight the villain

Back on board

Your game fell off track so I put it back on course

Yeah

[Hook]