[Intro: Slaine]
It's been a long time...
Long enough to come back from the dead

[Verse 1: Slaine]
To thine own self be true is the credo
I’ve been saying who I am on the 8-0
Eight in the snare, since my fate was fatal
It appeared that I moved like a great tornado
With my temper getting hotter than a baked potato
Or the temp up in the ride with these plates of yayo
I was meant to hit the bottom and escape
Real superhero, no mask, no cape
Back to the basics, flicked off the roaches, locusts
Back from the dead like hocus pocus
Maybe that can go and give hope to the hopeless
Still spitting certified dope from the pulpit
So if I can testify with a wise sermon
And paint a picture of a soul as it dies yearning
To cheat death with the fire in his eyes burning
You hang around long enough to see the skies turning
And I can feel this lightning and rain
Whirlwind of chaos pull my life in its train
My eyeballs stained from the cycle of pain
My brain running back what it’s like to be Slaine
Bullet holes in the souls of these hosted foes
Now I walk through these blocks like a ghost in robes
It’s like I'm gone from my body but I'm still here
And I’ve lost any instinct to feel fear
[Hook: Slaine & Rite Hook]
To thine own self be true, you gotta know
How to find what's close to you, don't let it go
Be true to yourself and you'll never fall
Be true to yourself and you'll never fall
To thine own self be true
You gotta feel in your gut
Which is your first instinct and that's real
Be true to yourself and you'll never fall
Be true to yourself and you'll never fall
To thine own self be true
To yourself, to yourself
To thine own self be true
To yourself, to yourself

[Verse 2: ILL Bill]
Emerge from the mist, I'm urging the swift
If you can learn quick, I’ll teach you about the birds and the bricks
Where I'm from, the young boys become men at age ten
But most are dumb and either wind up dead or in the state pen
Glocks are easy to get, rocks are easy to flip
Cops are greasy as shit and shot as easy as this
Where I'm from, dope addicts will blow your Doberman
And dope habits start up your nose, then flow through your syringe
Cold wave colossus had surgery to smuggle cocaine in his armpit
Alter weight like the arctic, all city like graffiti on the wall gritty
My girl 80 pounds, wet pussy, all titty
Listen, open your ears y'all, focus on it
Count money by the pound, we can fill the whole apartment
Blood ceremonies and ritual knives
(?) and synchronized surprise
State of grace with shooter in the loft
Spray AK's and Uzi's at your squad
High five, catch your guzi at the bar
Drive-by, spray a Uzi at your car
To thine self be true, is this a rock bottle?
Truthfully, I want my cock sucked by a hot model
Another blowjob and a pizza
Then jump in the studio, so I can body your feature
[Hook: Slaine & Rite Hook]
To thine own self be true, you gotta know
How to find what's close to you, don't let it go
Be true to yourself and you'll never fall
Be true to yourself and you'll never fall
To thine own self be true
You gotta feel in your gut
Which is your first instinct and that's real
Be true to yourself and you'll never fall
Be true to yourself and you'll never fall
To thine own self be true
To yourself, to yourself
To thine own self be true
To yourself, to yourself

[Outro]
Be true to yourself and you will never fall