[Chorus]
I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
Chillin and Billin but I'm killing myself

[Verse 1]
They say I should stop
And that I should just drop-
Dead, cold, and nowhere to go
That would make sense if I wasn't already alone
Respect the great Mac Dre
I only fuck with the bay
E-40, Too $hort, but don't forget 2pac
I'ma hit it like a rock
Tik tok, Times up
You suck, what the fuck
Sit down, you a clown
Only one way to go and that's down
You in the danger zone, in the chamber alone
You lack the tone, hang up the phone
You over before you know even started, not even charted
I'm at the top; it's Tonly at the top
You're at the bottom if only you're not
You could do great things but that's just a daydream

[Bridge]
This is the part where the rap breaks down
Number one royale now we're headed south bound
There was one long day, I was chillin' at the top
The rug was pulled from under me, I couldn't see
Fromunda cheese, all over my face
Name the place, time of day
Didn't make sense to me, all I could see
The top from the bottom, A Glock to a rifle
An F to an A, a brown to a white
A school team to the NBA

[Chorus]
I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
Chillin and Billin but I'm killing myself

[Verse 2]
We going vertical now, let's go horizontal
Down to Toronto bound, to be honest, reminisce on the fondest
Biggie, Rakim, Big Daddy Kane, KRS-ONE yall
Diddy came, snoop of course, Eminem, 50 Cent
K. Dot, J. Cole, Kanye you all know
Xzibit and the late Nate Dogg
Eazy-E, Ice Cube, Lil Wayne, Tory Lanez
Can't forget the boss Rick Ross, Konvict Akon
Drake, AZ and Jay-Z
Ludacris came through like hurricanes do
Gang Starr, Black Star, Big Sean, Nas, X
M.O.P now, they all going so far
I'll be here all day if I'm naming every great
Just one more to add to the list
That's me, I'm free, let's celebrate

[Chorus]
I'm in the building and I'm feeling myself
Chillin and Billin but I'm killing myself

[Verse 3]
Crime rates rising, I can't stop the stealing
Can't scare away the punk-ass villains
You know the type, the quintessential break-in and riot
Just stay quiet and don't make a sound
One peep and the table's turning upside down
You run away, you get a head start
Out the door, O'er the fence, and out to the street
It's late-night, road lit up by a single street light
As you pant and jog, mind's a fog
Where'd the man go with the real dark skin
He's gonna get what's coming in the max state pen

[Outro]
Now you thank the lord that he's locked up and you're alright
You're ringing a bell and he's in his cell locked up tight
That's the story of a real black man
One's who's began in circumstance