[Chorus]
Used to have to skip on tracks
So you wouldn't skip on tracks
Now I skip on tracks
Hop scotch, and kicks, and claps
Used to have to skip on tracks
So you wouldn't skip on tracks
Now I spit that crack
Hard rocks, and kicks and claps
Used to have to skip on tracks
So you wouldn't skip on tracks
Now I skip on tracks
Hop scotch, and kicks, and claps
Used to have to skip on tracks
So you wouldn't skip on tracks
Now I spit that crack
Hard rocks, and kicks and claps

[Verse 1]
Birds be complaining 'cause plain minds can't compute
The flower of flights, forbidden fruit soaks in the fountain of youth
The land of the snakes, word to Germaine
Twenty-five, he's a slave to them platinum chains
And foreign whips
Shawty get a grip, them killa cops and cop killas exist
On the block you can get popped for sporting pop rocks
Listenin' to Pac, ain't that some shit?
So fuck what the pig meant, 'cause brothers hit daily for their pigment
In this white mans world, I guess he never lied
The vision multiplied by my forefathers eye
Had me schemin', be the next best MC outta my region
Leave 'em bent over verses like palm readings
Something along the lines of seamless
So it seems NSA will be the means of my concealment
Probably face impeachment through peaches
O.H.M for prez, one of three [?]
So it's crystal clear how I does it
Seen the light through the rock
Knew the end was near since a dozen
Years stacked on my plate
O.H.M for prez, one of three [?]
So it's crystal clear how I does it
Seen the light through the rock
Knew the end was near since a dozen
Years stacked on my plate