I got a hand full of talent that always keeps me rambling
I'm lost inside the rhythm from the mic to the sampling
Motherfuckers want to hate and act like they knew
There's a lot I that could say between the fuck offs and fuck yous
So pick your poison, and let the noise in
I keep it going and flowing and put my voice in
Coming to you live and direct, rarely intersect
Penny for my thoughts and a quarter pound of respect
I rip this set, that's what you get, you stay talking shit
I'm on the road to riches, but for now I'm walking it
But when I get a car, best believe I'm going far
People listen to my shit and I don't even know who they are
Yeah, and that's the way I live my life
Taking flight on this mic and I can do it all night
Except Sundays, cos on Monday I got school
If I'm high, I keep it cool and I never act a fool
I shit on bird game from a bird's eye view
You can't fuck with the IQ of the HideandSeekZoo
And your face, peek-a-boo
And I never speak of you
You know you bit that shit and I ain't even feeding you
And to you, Civilized, I hope you realize, that the only structural foundation in the group are the lies
It's in my eyes, I don't even gotta try
Just steady flowing, spitting rhymes, thank you for your time
Fuck the bullshit