[Verse 1: Mr. Bones]
Come as you are, are you in bloom?
I kick the tunes and do my lounge act just to drain you
My territorial pissings make you stay away
Something in the way, I'm up on a higher plain
Reluctant strain is in my brain, I can't maintain
So don't even try to explain my fame
The even flow, why go, you silly stupid ho
But I'm still wonderin' where the fuckin' river goes
Dam the river, because of the creep I just can't sleep
And now I'm feelin' six feet deep
I met a girl, she was a sex type thing
So I took her to my wicked garden so we could have a party
I have no memory of that naked Sunday
But I'm damn sure that it was a fun day
I hate to feel the dead and bloated, so I don't fear
I sit up high on an angry chair
I'm the junk head, the one who does the dirt
And 'cause of my god smack, I'm takin' it all back
If this song confuses you, please don't cry
I'm pretty sure that it's gonna rain when I fuckin' die
And I'll be down in a hole just like a sick man
Covered with dirt because of my wack jams
Still I kick tunes all the livelong day
What can I say? If it's fresh, I'm sure that you will play
And pump it loud out your stereo
I ain't A Tribe Called Quest but still ask, "What's the scenario?"
[Chorus: The R.O.C.]
Reluctant strain, it's in my brain, it's in my brain
Reluctant strain, it's in my brain, it's in my brain
Reluctant strain, it's in my brain, it's in my brain
Reluctant strain, it's in my brain

[Verse 2: The R.O.C.]
Get down, [I move to thrill the skills?]
Take the ride of your lifetime, fool, better thank the deal
That I made with God not to bust your ass
To let you leave this Earth would be a free pass
Haven't you ever heard of Hell on Earth?
To let you out by a gunshot is silly, so check the verse
[?] that's why I stay low, keep [?]
But in the moment's heat, you can't fuck with me
Through my mind is good, evil tries to spread
In my mind is peace, most can't deal with it
So I'll have to throw guns in the air, [roll dust?]
Reimburse like a mob that steps and jets
Creatin' havoc in your eardrums
With the tum tum, and the rap to be the magnum
You got to laugh 'cause this shit is so potent to you
The R.O.C. givin' flows to your head to show you
How this rap shit really should be done
Who's the one that wants some, listen 'cause I've just begun
To run the plunge of a lifetime
Killin' rhyme after rhyme after rhyme after fuckin' rhyme
Keep the time, remember the name
R.O.C. wants to change, the music's to blame
Beatin' my game, I'll kill 'em while I'm out in the tundra
Lyrical skills reach the floor and I'll bury ya
[Not gonna?] whatever [?] so what's up
Just listen to this boom, the boom for this rapture
[Chorus: The R.O.C.]
Reluctant strain, it's in my brain, it's in my brain
Reluctant strain, it's in my brain, it's in my brain
Reluctant strain, it's in my brain, it's in my brain
Reluctant strain, it's in my brain