[Verse]:

‘Bout to flip, upside-down

The rap game and a crown

Better run from playground

Gonna burn this thing down

I'm not Pennywise clown, so no jokes

And no sound while I spin roundabout

Till you bitches blackout

Check my engine, runs on tension

Vrin-vrin, hide your kids, women and men

Attention the devil came from another dimension

Freed himself no more under detention

Keep an eye out for circumventions

Shady intentions and full of vengeance

Time shoot these critics like kids

America’s changing

One exception - Don't question why I am obsessed with aggression

It's not me being me, just my reflection

Became too real, an intervening potential

So gather around, pioneers and boy scouts

I’ll make your pain disappear in a sand spout with no doubt

[Chorus]:

One time for the perfect rhyme

Two times till we hit prime time

Three times till concrete jungle will bleed wines

Four times for the ones escaped Hellheim

[Verse]:

The beat tempts me to commit another attempt, (see)

Became an inhuman being

So let me know what you're feeling

'Cause they will claim me a menace

Black sheep, and starting the squealing

That I'm little drug addict with Eminem words which I'm stealing (what?)

Maybe I have something too, maybe in core of these lyrics

Which is forgotten like Cyrix, burnt down but raising like felix

And getting closer you hear it

Here comes the truth and the spirit

Of old good rap that describes the trap of pain we inherit

But none of you get prepared to change the world, so I dare it

And there's no way I will bear it

So fuck you, too, with your parities

No matter how hard I tried

There is a despot inside, so putrid and wry

Keep driving my mind crazy till I die!

But fuck it, proceeding till I kick the bucket

Take the pistol from the pocket, cock it, pull it to my brain, screaming Release the beast and pop it

I'm in the abyss, no way I plummet

So fortune gimme a kiss and watch me reach the summit

[Chorus]:

One time for the perfect rhyme

Two times till we hit prime time

Three times till concrete jungle will bleed wines

Four times for the ones escaped Hellheim (Hellheim)

[Outro]:

Hell, yeah, I'm all the way up, baby

I said, I said, I’m all the way up