Voli:
What have I become?
There's nothing as real as what I'm ‘bout to say
I guess I was different, I'm in a position to stretch all the limits, I say, “namaste”
Does nobody feel him? With time disappearing, I'm hear bodybuilding, always on my whey (way)
Never arriving, it's bogus, should I be a god or a soldier
Could've been riding the tail of another, but I am no Tagalong, I'm a Samoa
You know him as Voli (Ayyy)
C'mon, you know him as Voli, uh huh, yah, yah
Yes, I was tall, couldn't dunk, never balled
But, now I'm on the up and up, like I'm seven foot four
See life is pain, but the pain breeds life like a circle
Don't let it hurt you, eventually it'll merk ya
Tell em rah, rah, rah
I can't relate to nobody
Everybody here's a dick or s**ing on somebody, yah know?
Twitter preaching, no degree but you teaching
And giving Lifestyle lessons, homie, save it for your penis
I'm good, just turned thirty, had whisky and a cigar
Next day, I was throwin up like a Latin King in a brawl
Whew, can't drink like I used to
A little less alcohol, but I still handle these bars
It's Nouveau, the face of difference, a generation of misfits
Best sh** that they've never heard of, my flow is better than cursive
Ey, Victor, today we learn ‘em, f** handouts, no need for Jergens
No major, but major earnings emerging, my flame is burning internal
I'll break this wall with a wrecking ball and these verses till I die
Cuz if a life's worth living, it should be murdered
It should be murdered, cuz if a life's worth living, it should be murdered
I dreamt a pretty nightmare
Skeletons in the closet eat through my flesh
A succubus in the mirror
Put it up on the ceiling, baby, f** success
Can you hear that sound? Can you hear that sound?
Well, that's the sound of my beginning
Ohhh no, yeah
Ming:
Teardrops that fall
From his eyes off the side of a mountain
Baptize my soul
I am a salt water child
Niagra falls
They ain't gonna get me
Cause barrels protect me
Can you hear that sound?
Ya hear that sound?
Voli:
The Wall is your gloryhole, cumming, I drill em
I'm all in your mouth, baby, f** all your feelings
Cuz my life is sweeter, the garden of eden
I chose the Big Apple and I started eating
Some dummies I know never made it and looky
They live through another like Swayze and Whoopie
But I don't intend to kneel for no handouts
That fire burning, lemme camp out
And go in so hard, I stand out
Never leave hip hop but I branch out
And my trees sprout, tell Oprah, I'm the brand new Deepak
And that's deep as Pac
Ain't worried ‘bout money or celebrity
That there'll be a given like charity
So I pay the dues till I change it all
Let's change together, what you waitin for, hah?