[Verse 1: Mike G]
When I'm finished, I'll never take another breath again
Wolf Gang representing running with the best of 'em
Living to reach excellence
Gold medals when you win, watch as I repeat event
I make haters go on trips when they wouldn't come back again
That's why I'm showing off my moves like I'm backpedalling
Your half-step
I'm better, just check my track record
Call me deadly like the seven sins
I'm the star player, put my number on my letterman
Now I run the new school, there's no rules
But what I say, you should do
And if not, then f** you
Only thing that can tell me
Is if I remain this cool, I'll be hot, making sh** hot
Your sh** stops, you ain't moving nothing on the block
Got me feeling like I'm running from the cops
Never running out of breath but I'm gunning til they drop
Get more stripes than a ref's uniform, now I'm on
What you saying, who's been gone?
Winds blow me far from home
Right back to where it's warm
Quiet storm when I perform
And I'm a good shot
Top bomber, tell Sadam that I'm coming for his spot, dead or alive
I break silence and I won't stop til the dead start to rise
And heads start to turn and flesh starts to burn
If you listen you will learn nothing's given, you can earn
Ain't no stopping if it's profit, it's mine it's not your concern
If you want it, then I got it for you if you wait your turn
Follow me, you let others plea into quarters [?]
Mike G 1:23, time of murder currently
I can make it hard to breathe like you were leaves underseas
Break rules for me, it's impossible to follow policy beyond belief
City values raise when I walk the streets
Pardon me, my name should be etched in stone, me alone
Put my heart in it, beats the same as a metronome
[Hook: Mike G]
It's slow motion [?] home
Don't call it a comeback, I'm just getting warm
Tryna avoid the hangover in the morning
[?] Obe Trice ball like Mike Jordan
Now women adore when I'm touring
Not travelling now we exploring
Don't call it a comeback, I'm just getting warm
[Verse 2: Obie Trice]
These rappers divas
There's more b**h n***as than there is b**hes
A million and one face lifts, n***a pull out your stitches
You ain't who you say you are, Obie's an eye witness
You hiding behind real n***as and a couple of ditches
Ain't no more soldiers, this gay sh** took a toll on us
I been waiting patient for the day this blows over but
How this culture cultivate [?]
[?] and embrace 'em, n***a that's a no-no
Guess I got to [?]
[?] rolling 'em
Cla**ic in the slack of [?] for hoes and them
Poking 'em [?]
[?] got more than one misses, it's written in hieroglyphics
That Mike G, I ask my a**istance is a**isted
That we murder musicians and their existence
Man I got issues
[?] hell
Only difference [?] Instruments real
Might as well be an instrument for you to prevail
You don't excel, Obie put the truth on the nail
Every system [?] and homie that's pale
Had an alter ego, n***a you could call me D12
n***as alter evil when doing good for yourself
Had to part with people [?] off in a cell
Off Hennessy, everybody enemies f**ing with my energy
Ain't nobody friending me, f** who you pretend to be
Real, you presented me
k** you being me, n***a that's the entity
OT shoots you [?]
Put you in a suit, be the last time they view you
This ain't just a booth, n***a duty will pursue you
You missing the roof [?] to
All that tough talk, you motherf**ers is used to, useless
Meet me on the block, let's make it an odd future
Obie Trice, ruthless