{Verse 1: Sebastian Dark}

Man yo I'm trying to go to sleep

All inside my mental and dig deep

Yo, how many crews par, how many crews fall?

But all in all mothafucka we gonna ball

Whatever you do, don't let the cold G's reach you

And that's the test act like you got a clue

And every time people starin', at Paul Wall's mix

My tracks hit hard and bomb bitches like bad bricks

Whether outside or inside, nothing can stop my ride

For everything else and empty shell inside

Mo chips than Mandalay, Rippin representing the bay

I keep rappin and getting big wig money like toupee

If I win that shit change around here

Because singing might be loud and clear

I'ma call my homies now it's time to roll

Cause uh I'm a hustler, from my soul

I gotta one track mind, and I really don't know

And that leaves you with nowhere to go

I do not fuck with any hoes

You ain't truly livin' if you livin' a lie

I'm a natural, fuckin up your high

I don't fuck with any chances like a pair of dice

Making Chinese people angry like there's hair in rice

At the end of the movie, puzzle your muscles

Threw my 18 years I done pulled all types of hustles

Mourning the death of him and loss and quality control

It might take a cane, but we a totem pole

Bend over to the front and touch your toes

Got a master degree in these devastating flows

1-8-7 the Lyrical Presidential, high roll

Yes God bless success, never forsake your soul

{Verse 2: Sebastian Dark}

Intentions to murder get the cash and I'm Swayze

Soon as I step on the stage I tend to be fucking amazing

Trying to run up on a mother fucker for digital figures

I'm walking with the Lord, speaking from the Scriptures

No chillin' when we work, we sweat

It's freezing out so I start a fire like a cigarette

Freedom is sacrifice freedom is black life without hungry nice

Fucking with main, you sleep and Bush is paying the price

I tell the truth, shame the devil with the most lies

We takin' out cash and flippin' big white pies

And I think I'm gonna lose my mind

In times like these comrades is hard to find

Shake the game up worse than single white females

Got bitches cutting throat just to make sales

We hustle on the block if we have to

Forgive them father for they know not what they do

I told her to step and catch the train

And now I'm growin' again, hell yeah man I'm growin' again

I just keep spittin' bars i'm rhyming, hood labelled me grimy

Keeping time with your heart, beats arms like ivy

Yeah man you already know Sebastian keeps rhyming

Going on tour in places I can't pronounce out in Bosnia

I stay up all night writing these bars like I got Insomnia