[Hook]
I live life off-the-cuff and if you've
Got something to say, then cough it up
Nah, save it, my main man brought the blunts, 'cuz
Hip-hop isn't really what I thought it was
Now, run it back (x2)
So, I'mma go hard, so far
I'm coming up and it's all or nothing, I love it
I'mma go fast, you won't last
Somebody fronting might think I'm bluffing, but f** it (x2)
Y'all a trip
[Verse]
It's Chris Jones and I'm back
I'm keeping the homegrown hydro in the bag and
I know where I'm at, but I'm feeling kind of weightless when
All of a sudden, I get the feeling I can make it
The realest I can take, that's word to the streets with
The 808 bumping, disturbing the peace
Man, I've gotta find something more
So, I look forward to what's in store, 'cuz
I've been feeling like a rat in a cage, don't rattle my cage
Battling rage, I'm attacking the game, 'cuz
The rapping is an apple a day, trapped in this place under
Shackles and chains, hacking away, while I plan my escape
All of my hate's black on the page
It's like I'm cracking a safe when I k** on a track on the stage, 'cuz
Pretty soon, my whole crew'll be stacking the papes
Scrapping the lames, ain't nobody matching the flames of this sh**
[Bridge]
I'm painting the roses red and
I still don't know what's ahead
If you're tired of living a lie
Gotta get up, you've gotta get out, and give it a try