[Verse 1, Joey Lamar]
Straight flow, MC with the straight fire
I wrap it up and put it down like it's Empire
So tired, it's so tiring
You know I don't gang bang, but shots firing
Leader of the old school, bringing back that new school
Haven't had this rush since that thing back in preschool
Reigniting flames like that dude went fling
And if I couldn't relate, I use Google or Bing (Like)
I rule (Y'all rule), We Kings (And Queens), We Laugh (And Sing)
But at the day, you gotta admit, we all get tired

[Verse 2, Maxo, The Creator]
Darker then the East River, Larger than the Empire State
Where the Beast to Guard the Barbed Wire Gate
On the job, not my fate tired of the wait
Till the villain bring deliverance from the Dire Straits
Fire at a higher rate why'd they make the liars
Fliers scatter buy a plate isolate the wires try the straight pliers

[Verse 3, Rayo, The Don]
Like he said we spit hot fire
Rayo, Maxo, and Joey's empire
But don't forget about all the songs we made
This is the first to public, ok?
Me and my boys, we always rapping in class
Putting in work, so we always napping in class
Never was a rapper, always hooped
When I grow up, I want a Bentley Coupe
Just like J. Cole, somebody should've told me it would be like this
Teachers being reckless and --
But you know what, I can't let that bring me down
Time to take action instead of sitting around
I'm done, give it up to my bro, so he can show you how to really flow