[Verse 1: King Miek]

Ring, ring no answer

Divorced from communicating damage

My mom's voicemail reached me

When I was 20 miles north

Could hear the fear in her voice

"You need to get home, heard a gun pop"

Registered I was at the Croton train lot

'This ain't Yonkers?'

Held the phone in shellshock

Alcohol once more had my brain clogged

Little did I know the Red Stag got me ducking the buckshot

Doubting that the police took a mugshot

That line to show Spano

The feel when we lost Phil

Rest uncle, you left at the wrong stop

Does NY SAFE work round my way?

Fast women, fast weapon cause thought marathon

This is a story all about how to survive living in Babylon (Jei)

[Hook: King Miek]

Don't get too, don't get too

Don't get too close, stay away

Got the city on lock, got the game on layaway

Don't get too, don't get too

Don't get too close, stay away

Got the city on lock, got the (ugh)

[Verse 2: Jei Jenks]

They say I'm the new age prodigal son

Left when I was young

Now I'm back for greatness with the mask of Jason

You can't overlook that I'm making a killing

Ain't no shaking this feeling

That we all boxed in

I'm hitting Mach 10 in the Mach 5

I know I ain't the only one to claim he got drive

How our only role model is just Top 5?

We not even in the top 5 boroughs

All these dreams being stop by hurdles

I know they say that the sun might burn if you fly too high

But I came back unscathed

Know most of y'all can't last one day

I did a couple years

All I know is bars, I'm obsessed with the pen

Shed blood, sweat, and tears

Til I reach the bitter end

Will I let it go?

I guess it all depends on

[Hook: King Miek]

Don't get too, don't get too

Don't get too close, stay away

Got the city on lock, got the game on layaway

Don't get too, don't get too

Don't get too close, stay away

Got the city on lock, got the (ugh)

[Verse 3: King Miek]

Unstable

Forgot gunning for the title takes patience

Clipping wings, busters run amok as the runners up

Police state reminds me what is up

Misappropriating the races

From a city where kids be getting smoked over drag races

Need to maneuver my lane - James Naismith

Giving me the ball?

I'm changing the game quick

Takeover the way we lay out the Blueprint

Handing me the rock

What you think a fella gon' do with it?

[Verse 4: Jei Jenks]

"What you think a fella gon' do with it?"

The new pivot, so obscene when I take off

I break off when the herd gets led astray

Off the cliff, now they knocking on Heaven's gates

Levitate

I'm adjusting my chakras

Word on the street I'm Van Helsing to monsters

[Hook: King Miek]

Don't get too, don't get too

Don't get too close

[Jei Jenks:]

I bodied these suckas

See flaws in they structure

Causing destruction when I see their foundation

[King Miek:]

My degree civil

I'm nice with the matrix

Computing their limits

The Chosen One calculates well

Hate is primitive

Wanna reach your prime?

Peep my derivatives

[Jei Jenks:]

We the new syndicate

Looking for justice

Cooking with substance

Won't reach for the burner

Need me Sojourner, I'm obsessed with truth

[King Miek:]

Confess when I bomb freestyles up in the booth

Now it's cathedral

Sisteens are lethal

Painting these lifescapes, my mic is an easel

Don't do it for money, just to give impressions

[Jei Jenks:]

My true confession: the kid is so special

I'm walking through customs

They see that I'm custom

I'm just so accustomed to hating generic

[King Miek:]

Claim esoteric

Here chilling with my inspector

Gadgets on deck in the form of pennies for your mental

Or food for notion

Eat up, the quotes are potent

[Jei Jenks:]

Enough to keep that third eye open

(Let it breathe)

Enough to keep that third eye open