Try to throw it all away, try to give it all away
Thinking I wouldn't stay, thinking we wouldn't pay
Thinking we wouldn't know them things, I been putting things on display
They was talking that other bullshit, I ain't think I'd hit it
[?] now, I don't give a shit
I pull up and get it
Look at the digital display, human hearts on the plane
Planes stopped over Bombay, just another motherfucking day
They keep telling me to wait, they keep telling me to wait
But I'ma bring it to they face, I'ma spit it to they face
'Til they feel the fucking bass, 'til they feel the embrace
(They want me to wait, wait)
(They don't know what it takes)
(They don't wanna feel the weight)

(Get down, break down) You got it
(Get down, break down, you got it)
(The next one they write) Might be about you
No roots, no rules
Brave heart, ghost of the [?], got the train yard
Ritual glitch, virtual hearts
They worried 'bout mothers while y'all just record
You got it
(They worried 'bout mothers while y'all just record)
(Get down, break it down) yeah, you got it
Get down, break it down, yeah, you got it
(The next one they write) Might be about you
No roots, no rules
(The darker the berry) The sweeter the juice
(You lie to yourself) And they can't get loose
(Lost in the show) The more in the proof

(Lost in the show) No roots, no rules
Gotta another proof
[?]
[?] the news
I was on the loose
Stayed on the noose
[?]
You got it, you got it

(The next one they write) Might be about you
No roots, no rules
Brave heart, ghost of the [?], got the train yard
Ritual glitch, virtual hearts
They worried 'bout mothers while y'all just record
Get down, get down, you got it
They worried 'bout mothers while y'all just record
Get down, get down
You got it