[Verse 1: Illmaculate]

Was given old materials to build with my hands

Focus energy inwards, I'm buildin' a man

Learned only pursuin' skrill is a minimal plan

What you gon' do with opportunity once given a chance? (Blow it)

My own critic, low fitted, smoke excessive

No kiddin', in my zone lifted with an O twisted

Homies sayin', "Go get it!" – no shit

I've been so distant, tryin' to mind my own business

Be inspired by all those you know winnin'

But all them contacts don't help with no vision

They don't get it though, too busy bein' bitter, cold

They must've hit the slopes, get it? Snow

That mean they sniffin' blow

I hit 'em low with that addictive flow

Tell 'em get in line or miss the show

The whole package, peep it, homie

Treat it like an old matress

So I'm springin' on 'em while they sleepin' on me

True emceein' is far and few between

So while you were sleepin' your influence weakened

But this music's freein', share a few ideas

Somewhere between consumin' things

And reinventin' the human bein' – you should see it

This is Christ's death, this the resurrection

This is God's work, somethin' to never question

This is bigger than God and America

‘Cause, shit, if he was here you'd probably call him a terrorist

War profiteers don't want us havin' knowledge preparin' us

More awareness to interfere with the profit imperative

Burnin' chariots await 'em at Hell's gates

Until then we're all cellmates

When's the last time you felt safe?

Huh? When's the last time you felt safe?

We turn all emotion off as a fail safe

I know it's hard to acknowledge

That moment there, we become part of the problem

For me it's larger than stardom, pardon

My callin' falls between stuffin' pounds in a Gucci bag

And movin' mountains with music

Tryin' to balance the two, on this power I truly have

Made a wish, threw my change in a fountain that threw it back

I doubt you are cool with that

[Hook: J-Rome]

I know that I contribute to the problem

And for that I do apologize

But the only thing I've got to work with

Is just me, myself, and I

So either I'ma keep going hard on these beats

Or I'ma find a way to make a life on these streets

But I must succeed

‘Cause I ain't got shit but me

I ain't got shit but me

[Verse 2: OnlyOne]

Everything that I have, I made myself

My moms and dads created me, but I made my self

I sold my weight on my own, and I paid myself

So if I let you play me close, then I blame myself

Look, there's no use in cryin' if you spill your milk

So before you start squealin', go kill yourself

See, what happens is, if you owe me

That means I owe someone else

So before you go fuck me, go fuck yourself

Yeah, you fucked yourself, I know that shit hurts

I only swung on you ‘cause you did the shit first

Even if you about to die, it could've been worse

‘Cause we was born to die, but we was born to live first

Give me more medicine, I'll make the bed I'm in

I might get on your nerves, only if you snakes shed your skin

Arm, leg, leg and arm, constellations made of stars

We all actors on a cosmic stage, and I play my part

Fascists cast me away, ‘cause I'm not crafted from clay

You trapped like a slave, but you can't see the chains

When's the last time you felt safe? Stealth planes

I'm baggin' up whale weight until my scale breaks

I pull the iron from my Orion's Belt

And meteor shower the media with shootin' stars

I'm even shootin' stars

Then I keep it movin', like a bull in charge

Keep it movin' like Dale Earnhardt, Jr.'s car, supercharged

I'll put you in the dark for all that whoop-whoop

And I'll pull your card, ‘cause I don't know who's who

And I would say, "Do you!"

But the stupid part, is you don't even know who you are, do you?

I put these hands of mine on you

You need to put the hands of time on me

But I put the sands of time on you

If I got murdered by pigs, you'd still misword what I spit

But at least I get the respect I deserved when I lived

I said, if I murdered a pig, I'd be servin' a bid

But it wouldn't be wrong, ‘cause police deserve what they get

I kill rats for desertin' the ship

I cry a river of blood and burn every bridge, I know…

[Hook: J-Rome]

I know that I contribute to the problem

And for that I do apologize

But the only thing I've got to work with

Is just me, myself, and I

So either I'ma keep going hard on these beats

Or I'ma find a way to make a life on these streets

But I must succeed

‘Cause I ain't got shit but me

I ain't got shit but me

[Outro: J-Rome *repeats until end*]

I ain't got shit but me…