[Verse 1]
Yeah, nowadays rhymin' is kinda basic
You lyin' to try to make it
I'm cut from a different cloth
My line in designer's favorite
My line in designer's favorite
Yeah, from rhymin' out my basement 'round the time of Ronald Reagan
They say I got that God flow, find me a congregation
I'm fluent in conversation
Rap is my obligation
We go together like a compilation but it's complicated
Qualification for the title when that spot is vacant
Yeah, I told 'em feed the beast, I'm Elijah Jacob
We movin' like we adjacent, I hunt 'em down like I'm Jason
Bringin' home that bread, my pockets never complacent
Money ain't the meaning of life, go get your hands on it
Then you ain't even trippin' 'bout doublin' rubber bands on it
Long as I ain't strugglin', forever we was hustlin'
Mom went through the sufferin', 24 kids sucklin'
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah I get it before I gotta go
Slaves on the boat, we jumpin' off like Geronimo
The show ain't even dope, they hype it up like it's Quantico
The topic of discussion, what you discussin' is comical
Yeah, them bald ass legs lookin' like Amber Rose
My shorty getin' dressed, let's go, I'm sellin the vámonos
Rearrange the crib, new vibe lookin' like dominos
Put a youngin' ethic on the honor roll
[Chorus]
One day I'll fly away
Doin' this here my way
Back down from nobody
You ain't know you gon' die today
One day I'll fly away
Ain't nobody over here afraid
They plottin' on me, I'm wide awake
My niggas askin' me why I'm waitin'
Let's go to war
[Bridge]
Shut up!
Before I bust a cap up in yo' ass
Say somethin' now!
Say somethin' now!
Let's go to war
Say another motherfucking word and this shit is over
Now who sent you, nigga?
[Verse 2]
Yeah, leave a legacy, leave a will, y'all poppin' mollies and eatin' pills
Restoration, yeah, how that feel, they say I'm here to reinvent the will
Gang Starr that gangsta, ridin' 'round with full clip
Wack rappers, your girl like 'em, I'm done tired of that bullshit
Haters is prolly hatin', I'm prolly wakin' and bakin'
I'm prolly facin' a eighth with a dolly, drinkin' a case
My homie beat him a case and it's time to go celebrate
We buy him a couple ladies, them titties look hella fake
I'm waivin' my fuckin' hands, I made me a couple grand
I'm played in the fuckin' band, I still was the fuckin' man
I got a hunnid demands
Rappers, I'm not yo' mans
They follow us fallin' off, them rappers ain't got no fans
Yeah, I'm Wade Boggs in his prime
You a toilet clog, y'all wait to drop a log in this line
I'm lookin' like I'm the same but lyrically I'm a god
You thinkin' it's all a dream but really that's a facade
[Chorus]
One day I'll fly away
Doin' this here my way
Back down from nobody
You ain't know you gon' die today
One day I'll fly away
Ain't nobody over here afraid
They plottin' on me, I'm wide awake
My niggas askin' me why I'm waitin'
Let's go to war
Let's go to war
Let's go to war
[Clarence]
Oh, there they go, there they go
You must be outta yo' goddamn mind!
He better than Sugar Ray
He better than- who that, you, the new boy?
[Morris]
Mike Tyson
[Clarence]
Mike Tyson, look like a bulldog
He better than him too
He'd've whooped Mike Tyson's ass
He'd whoop all they asses
[Saul]
What about Rocky Marciano?
[Clarence]
Rocky Marciano was good
But compared to Joe Louis?
Rocky Marciano ain't shit!
[Saul]
He beat Joe Louis's ass
[Morris]
That's right, he did whoop Joe Louis ass
[Clarence]
Joe Louis had come out of retirement to fight Rocky Marciano
The man was 76 years old
Joe Louis always lied about his age, he lied about his age all the time
One time Frank Sinatra comes inside here and sat inside this chair
And I said, "Frank, you hang out with Joe Louis, just between me and you, how old is Joe Louis?"
You know what Frank told me?
He said, "Hey, Joe Louis is 137 years old"
137 years old!
[Sweets]
Oh man, you ain't never meet no Frank Sinatra
[Clarence]
Fuck you! Fuck you and fuck you!
Who's next?