[Intro]

Ayo

Yo, you recording me?

You got me Witt

Aight, listen here

It's Promatic, Salam Wreck, Murder Mitten

You can bet yo' ass it's gonna be on the Promatic album

We're gon' put our heart out here for y'all, you know what I'm sayin'?

See how this game beat us, man

It's that serious shit

(We can make it sound fresh though)

Now, listen to me

[Verse 1: Proof]

I been doin' this shit so long, the game is sayin' "So long"

I'm tryin' to prolong and hold on (Hold on)

And grow strong [?] Nasaan, Nyeem, Kativa, and Shaun

Some don't long, you don't know me homie, roll on (Roll on)

You don't know this game owe me but won't give credit

I feel lonely, pathetic, if only I'd let it get to me, I'm history

No gimmick this is me, I never go to clubs to fight but I fight at clubs

Wrong than a motherfucker, homies say I'm right as fuck (You right as fuck)

With the might I thug with the Midas touch

Slap the butts of the sluts, 'cause they fine as fuck (My mind is stuck)

Y'all think I rhyme to shine, collect dough, and kick it with flows

When I really love to travel with Promatic, my niggas and visit with flows (Flows)

Me and Stuckey share the same dream, Trick-Trick the same

And Royce, he got beef stuck in his brain

My family, one thing to tell ya

Sicknotes, 'Matic and D12, y'all only hurt me with failure, I tell ya

[Chorus x2: Proof]

I ain't goin' nowhere fast (They don't believe in me)

Only tryin' to get this cash (While there's weed in me)

Everybody doubt my dreams (Treat me so wrong)

Think I'm only out for cream (So fuck all y'all)

[Verse 2: Dogmatic]

Yo, do you dog, and I'ma do me dog

'Matic's the name, I'm hangin' rappers from trees, y'all

Kevin and Proof is through with just makin' excuses

We'll beat you profusely with what I write in my loose leaf

Don't try to confuse me by sayin' I'm not hot

You got nothin' to do with me, so stay off my jock

More potent than smokin' rocks, it's me, Kevin Bailey

Since seventh grade I been crazy but I never been lazy

I stay in the lab with Pep, Witt and DeShaun

Yeah, breakin' yo' ass Salam Wreckin' yo' moms

I'ma stay on, 'cause this game just preys on

Young rappers that don't know this shit don't stay long

[Interlude: Dogmatic]

It's the game baby

But you know, it's like

You gotta be in it to win it baby

And we all the way in it

Promatic fo' life, nigga

Sicknotes, D.O.G. baby

Get it crackin', Promatic

[Chorus x2: Proof]

I ain't goin' nowhere fast (They don't believe in me)

Only tryin' to get this cash (While there's weed in me)

Everybody doubt my dreams (Treat me so wrong)

Think I'm only out for cream (So fuck all y'all)