[Intro]
8/11
93, 7:45

[Verse 1]
These days I stand out like the hook in a song
Errthang I did wrong ain’t the reason I’m wrong
Everything I did right ain’t the reason I’m right
So if 8/11 ain’t right, then a star won’t be born

So the kid brought light to darkness
Shit that scared the devil
That’s why I dance with the devil while the angels sing in treble
I kick the bass hard let them see how I drum
See if I’m coming up short don’t mean you’re standing up tall

I say whats on my mind, I hope they coming out right
I bet that mind slave in you will tell me shit that ain’t right
I should’ve said it this way, I should’ve done it that way
Gomey said some shit to me I wouldn’t tell them today but they helped

See that’s the reason I gain
I heard what you said, I ignored so you could say it again
Oh you repeating your rhymes now, you saying they ain’t the same
I bet on YBAG I would never repeat a thing, my shit drops and I reign/rain
Trying to shine like the sun but my rain/reign won’t stop
Take your girl out for lunch I give her food for thought
See I take my words out to kill you, fuck that shit
Aah Take my bars out to jail you, fuck that shit

See I take my words out to kill you
My bars will make me sell/cell when there’s no one to bail you
So dope, you’re passing out, lecturers no dey fail you
This the type of shit you say that make this other rappers fear you

You tryna be brave, stick up to me and I nail you
Down where you belong, that sounds familiar I guess
Girls only cross my mind when the traffic light turns red
I knock em down with no stress

These are the days when I’m standing up for nothing I guess
But for sure I’d die for anything that kills me unless
I survive it, I lost a part of me when I wasn’t recording
The only way you find yourself is when you’re looking for something
The only way you know yourself is when Socrates is talking
That’s who I’m representing, laugh if you think I’m joking

The messiah has just arrived, he didn’t send any John
8/11 about to happen yeah we blowing up son
Errbody TALK ABOUT IT like it’s M.I’s song
I shoot, and it’s a hit, I’m blowing up with this song
For real though, I give respect to Echo
He says he needs emotions but me I’m just being careful
Been caught up in a lot of shit that got me into trouble
I think I’m out of it, I remember I said I was grateful
That’s Conny being peaceful, and rational

The local boy about to go up, international
We don’t ever sound like amatuers, we professional
The way you and I do it, it ain't proportional
That means we ain’t synonymous know this

We ain't synonymous know this
Set your flows apart from mine, I think Im still Moses
8/11 up top, YBAG up top
The only reason why I’m listening is just so you could shut up

Are you done, thank you for the silence
It seems I killed em all, I swear all I can hear is sirens
Always wanted to be peaceful but all I chose was violence
Cause if you take it by force you getting it
I swear you be gaining it
Before you know you winning it and ruling them

Hence your coronation
Song so dope before you listen you need a prescription
I’ll just be fair since we all have the same complexion
It ain’t a thing you bring your doctor for my sickness thinking
See I control your conviction
Im the reason why you reason and the reason for winning
Bring the heat we in the kitchen
Cooking beef you know we serve em
Service yeah, service up my server so the services keep coming here

Are you here
8/11, 93, those days were you there
Young Black and Gifted, Santa claus though wasn’t here
Errthang I said is clear though, if my mission clouds your vision, you’re impaired though
For real errthang I said was clear though, if my mission clouds your vision, you’re impaired though
YBAG, you’re welcome