I hear the streets calling for the feast Scorz is a beast I was asleep They was roaring showing all of their teeth Fighting for jungle scraps Surrounded by the hungriest cats My appetite like a herbivore Nothing I haven't heard before Dictionary words galore Wolf skin berzerker call First verse merc em all If not I'm the first to fall Coming back like dracula Pulling vampire teeth out with pliers Sleep a hundred years after ya Zombified microphone Al capone ma**acre Master of ceremonies Assa**in amba**ador I see the atmosphere Know you're there like mcloud Night vision Spot your cardio vascular Rap is like the hunger games Revolution hunger pains Probably end up on a island Surviving on monkeys brains But I'm good with the goose feathered arrows Moving at the speed of a shadow In a gaps that narrow Nina Smith I have been sitting and waiting next to lions When they are roaring I've been biding my time I have been sitting and waiting next to lions While they've been sleeping I've been watching the time How can I compete with the wolf of wall street? Snapping at my feet While we've got nothing to eat I see sharp suits Laptop criminals making smart loot Maybe I can write our way out of this dark loop Same cycle no doe Recycle the old flow Even with a 9 to 5 Stability is a no go So I hunt with the sk**s I acquired Everybody Alan sugar Til they get their mic fired I'm up late and quite tired Gotta take the kids to school A caveman with a writing pad A different set of business tools Sending out warning shots Aiming just to miss the fools Feeling frustrated Living within the system rules Double agent Plan of attack lyrically I'm I talking to myself Like a shakespearean soliloquy Split between characters Sense and sensibility 6th sense ability More advanced than the military I tap your mic like M.I.6 Am I sick? I sleep using one eyelid Feeling cornered like a wounded animal Surrounded by fake politicians In a zoo full of cannibals Learn to live with the pain without tramadol It's only a matter of time before the plan unfolds History is gone The presents never doubtful The future is a mystery The truth is in the outcome Chorus I have been sitting and waiting next to lions When they are roaring I've been biding my time I have been sitting and waiting next to lions It's no secret I have been biding time It's like a jungle sometimes it makes me wonder How I keep going from under