[Verse One: Luckyiam.PSC] We've been doing this a minute now So when you ask the question how my group sized up against the rest I turn my head to my partners and I smile Out the window of a 747 Living Legends, tell me what's the true meaning of "revenge"? Watching the lumps grow Faulty cats fired in the end I suppose it's the way of biz Catching the vapors Letting business buy you refresher Should I pucker up to radio jocks to get a spin? Hoping that they loving the sh** Ain't pretend, type reactions to platter of wax Probably fatter than the vast amounts of wack a** cuts it doesn't matter It ain't over Can't be stopped Rhyme graffiti for Cologne Germany/Oakland and Tahiti But I'm coming Running the show so y'all can know how The C double O. L. man and the whole operation Out of the house, add relations international Don't need the excuse of being hated Cause I know it But only will show it cause we the under Consistently refusing the surface, man we the under I know it But only will show it cause we the under Consistently refusing the surface, man we the under I know it But only will show it cause we the under Consistently refusing the surface, man we the under [Verse Two: Sunspot Jonz] Race the moon Race the moon Know it, know it My life is painted like Van Gogh picture So I can't hear your lies So many try To perpetrate, infiltrate right before your eye I walk upon these streets built of piss and fear You see we're going nowhere Unless we learn to fight for what you want Including in this industry biz where kids flaunt And play the role, to get on video soul And MTV where people kiss the doctor That's suppose to be me As a rapper fool As a person fool I never play no role to get no fame f** an A&R and his b**h a** company name Ten rappers that retire with millions in their bank account fool I'ma use you too to get distribution out companies Around the world wanna give us fake a** deals Making 'em buy us meals and then be like "No" Haha Laugh and sell their way to tape before I go Rocking shows in Amsterdam with a hand full of chronic Six bucks a gram, yeah hydroponic Outdoor Can't ignore I house records styles is around the world Records and tapes escape with me and PSC And come back To reality And ahh oooww All you fools that can't get a grip You better jump the mothership Your life Reality Race the moon Your life Lost in the world Of lost desire Race the moon Only you can make this change Change Change [Verse Three: Sunspot Jonz] Never living by the rules in the land of the stolen soul Seeking my revenge [Luckyiam.PSC] I guess the toll is the cream of the dream Of this Hell type life With the, move it along, with the pain and the strife [Sunspot Jonz] And don't get mad if we break down your life within these flows Your story must be told I know We all, find it so hard to change [Luckyiam.PSC] But remain as a big, human in the front The time is at bat but you're looking for the bunt Reality hits home, alone Outta reach, keep my foes close So they can understand the true speech [Sunspot Jonz] Something in their eyes will tell you if they lie Or speak the truth Don't pa** it off by just getting high You must know why the reasons change What? The reason's change Oh so strange Strange, strange, strange The reasons change Possess your mind Only you...can make a...change Race the moon