Yeah yeah listen up, I do not suppose you know

I'll be working overtime until the system overloads

I'm overdosed on overexposure, haters proposing no

I will stop composing flows when Voldemort can grow a nose

Y'all doing shows for show, I do it cus I can't stop

I'm just doing me and people asking for my Hancock

Grooving to the music, moving bowels, making pants drop

Investing like a cash crop, stressing like it's my last shot

I do it cus I want to, not cus you paid me to

Try to obtain a clue, I'm crazy till I'm gray and shrewd

Doing this is what I love, just sit down and play a tune

Maybe for a couple minutes, maybe for a day or two

Go head and pay your dues, see, I'm not made to lose

My sounds like Samurai Champloo and y'all like Sailor Moon

I take pathetic dreams and color them with shades and hues

Depict a fucking masterpiece, quite an amazing view

Lace your shoes cus we're running and not coming back

Not until the moon is orange, not until the sun is black

I wanna see if they can talk without their tongues attached

Not living your life and I hope you're having fun with that

Yeah yeah listen up, I do not suppose you know

I'll be working overtime until the system overloads

I'm overdosed on overexposure, haters proposing no

I will stop composing flows when Voldemort can grow a nose

Yeah yeah, until the system overloads

Yeah yeah, until the system overloads

Until these motherfuckers know the code

I'll be working overtime until the system overloads

Yeah yeah listen up, I don't think that you're aware

I need full attention, don't blink or lose your stare

Do it wherever and whenever, don't care what you think

Practicing like hockey shooting pucks in rinks, lucky kinks

Bucks & rings? If you want to, I spit because I got to

The elephant cook in the room, bitch, fuck Gazpacho

You're new probably to goon's army, a tsunami

Flow, style fresh like Tom off of Toonami

Cut and glue hobbies, following the trends

Saying, proclaiming they're real, but really all of it's pretend

Gone, gone, it will end, send the corpses-es back

Rapid and fast, damn maggots, in fact, more will attach

Don't understand you, generation, and they respond "as to you"

Don't want to live life angry, so I just laugh it through

Beating boxes, boxing beats until they're black and blue

Looking up to MF DOOM, J, Guru, and Asheru