Voli Contra
Storm
[Intro]
Ahem, yeah
Hello
A'ight, it's time to step it up
It's me on the beat, by the way
Voli [?]
[?], look

[Verse 1]
See on the low
I told the game I was coming, told fame I would love her
Told the money we should be friends so we exchanged numbers
I guess I shoulda gave the rest of y'all the same notice
I'm driven like the greats, must of had the same chauffeur
Uh, single passion, double life
Middle class, simple life, working man in disguise
Clark Kent business type, suit is on, then at night
I'm Superman with the mic, money is my kryptonite
Ready for change, like that register machine
Will I get it, it remains to be the question in my brain
Moment of doubt, I dismiss it like a bell
If you thinkin' I'ma fail, let's B-Real: Cypress Hill
Yah, soon as I get a deal, phone starts ringing
Now these women all fiending like they never saw penis
Man on the Moon, they wanna give the kid cudi
I love her down and beat it up like Bully

[Breakdown]
Yeah
You told me you were waiting
So here it is
We gon' get 'em one more time, though, listen

[Verse 2]
Yeah, so let me put it in perspective for you rappers
And producers in the game, you see I'm movin' in your lane
Your career looking like dem tighty-whities: brief
My music touch ya soul like the Nikes on your feet
This game is talkin' in my ear like it's automated
I play it like a PS3, I oughta save it
See I'm a nerd, I read a lotta words
A penny for my thoughts, a million dollars earned
And blah blah blah, see I can say whatever
And whatever I drop will get your lady wet, like rainy weather
You keep her dry like your name was umbrella
I'm the face of forever, I got the gift like it was late December
Or the 8th of September, happy birthday to me
Sampler was nothing, wait till you see what lurks up my sleeve
This new rookie Voli sounding like a veteran
Crept up in this motherfuckin' game and I'm here to win

[Outro]
You got to, you got to, you got to
Stop [?]
You got to, you got to, you got to