[Verse 1: Masta Ace]
Penny for your thoughts but a dollar for your insight
I can crush your party, turn it up without an invite
I be on them waves, be amazed how my pen write
I be on that ass playa you can call me skin tight
30-something years I've been known to get it in right
Flows intoxicating like it's Hennesey and gin night
I am not the type that's gon' bark first and then bite
You gon' get these things, rap game always in-fight
But I think it's best that we keep the peace
We can all break bread we [?] the feast
All the slick talk, we don't need the grease
Cause everyone lose when we feed the beast
Competition cause our condition
This man over here is not your opposition
The real opps your oppressors
Leaving pennies on your dressers
Wake up

[Bridge: Masta Ace]
Leaving pennies on your dressers
Wake up

[Verse 2: Masta Ace]
Fighting over pennies and we fighting over crumbs
Warring in them wards and we fighting over slums
Get my hands dirty like I'm fighting in the [?]
Spit a verse in Nashville, tighten up your drums
Take it how it comes, get it how it's given
Got to be driven if you're trying to make a living
Highly motivated cause they widely overrated
Did it very different than they do it so they hated
That's cool cause I'm used to it though
They said the OG got some juice to his flow
Now that's like facts on facts on facts
This is like abuse to these cats on tracks
Competition cause our condition
This man over here is not your opposition
The real opps your oppressors
Leaving pennies on your dressers
Wake up
[Outro]
Fighting over crumbs
Fighting over [?]
Fighting in the slums
Fighting over drums
Get it how it's given
Trying to make a living
Overrated