[NOM & Jade Hook]

Let that eye of Horus behold

And every chorus be gold

'Cause when the porridge is cold

You either flourish or fold

(repeat x2)

You either flourish or fold

[NOM verse 1]

And its just, slow rhymes and fast cash

Kill your favorite rapper have the country at half mast

Not half bad, you half assed nigga you past trash

Make the same face like I passed gas

That last laugh always goes to the victor

You fallin victim to the rhythm every time it hits your system

Give a listen to the dope diction, dont even listen to the pulp fiction

Fuck around and pull up to the scene with your hopes missin

The grandsons of share croppers, now rhyme spitters and snare poppers

& we don't really ask for much just a couple fuckin bucks

And that you give us our fair propers

And let that eye of horus behold

And every chorus be gold

Cause when the porridge is cold

You either flourish or fold

[Calliko verse 2]

You either fold or you flourish

Stomach is malnourished

I worked and worked til I earned it

And now I'm hot as a furnace

Vultures plottin and lurkin'

Yearning for mils to come

I feel so close to success its at the tip of my tongue

I got a gift these words thats dispersing out of my lungs

Put any number on jerseys ain't nothing like number one

I turn fun into funds, accumulating these sums

I stared in the face of danger and fought when the others run

A lot of Facebook gangsters out here bumping their gums

Claiming they shooting opps ain't even purchased a gun

How you flier than pilots but yet you dressed as a bum

Ain't the best at mathematics but shit just ain't adding up

Or am I just over thinking

You either float or you'll be the only boat that is sinking

All of us got dreams but none of us really sleeping

Defending reigning champs coming hard every season nigga

[NOM & Jade Hook x2]

Let that eye of Horus behold

And every chorus be gold

'Cause when the porridge is cold

You either flourish or fold

(repeat x2)

You either flourish or fold