[Verse 1]
Woke up this morning trying to formulate this masterpiece
Flow is blocked up 'til I check the blogs up
For my competition and I got loops, milk of magnesia
If you new to my acquaintance, I'm so glad to meet'cha
This Sa-Roc no relation to the alcohol, but relationships to alcoholics closer then I'd like to mention
I'm in the league with greatest of all timers
And y'all forget about me for one line that cats that lag to mention
I come from a family of artists. I get it honest, so I'm sensitive around the albums I feel the strongest 'bout
You would think my cannon was my first born, the way I nurse poems into 16's so they can leave the house
And I can't help but be a little spiritual since my parental's had me chanting mantras since the age of 6, boy
And this officially a fricken' miracle that my credentials have landed Roc onto the greatest of this world

[Verse 2]
If I had a nickel for every moment I missed cause I was sitting at my 9 to 5, I'd be listing Forbes tonight
So now we're free to do some damage, I'm gon' change the game to something beautiful and we gon' watch it metamorphisize
Turn these rap cocoons into black baboons, try to keep us in the trap and we gon' magically be forced to fly
I'd rather be up in the hills of Jamaica writing brilliant creations with the quills of a porcupine
But my double exes makes successes hard to grasp
They give me pats on the back for all this blood, sweat, and tears
Tell me "job well done" after appearances, and still giving these ignorant ninjas all the cash
Conspiracy? Definitely
They'd rather see the death of me before they support an MC with lyrical integrity
Hey I ain't make the rules but I'ma break 'em
That's that Rebel shit
Hold the world hostage with my bars
Watch that metal click
[Verse 3]
I'd rather be remembered for my quick wit and intelligence
Than big tits and a swelling ass cause looks never last forever
I'm like the best of Darth Vader and Skywalker, family product of two sides, dark and light smashed together
Perfect combination of church and abomination, I'm person to file with the grace
And I was never one for black and whites
That's why I segregate my regular life from out my rap vocabulary
I'm too scared I'll never get the accent right
But I'm well versed at murdering egos you should encourage your vast egos to play it safe as they clearing me
Have a habit of embarrassing my opponent by slaying these lyrical omens, and they keep a healthy fear of me
Hip-Hop is the answer for John, Jackson, and Biggie
I'm ready to die before they take away my freedom to write, son
If you think they gon' silence me I guarentee there finna be a fire storm in the media tonight y'all