[Intro: Lil Dijon]
Broke the soul, broke some more
Belly of a beast, [?]
Nothin' [?] crushed by the world
Pull me by the chain, put me up on a shelf
You saw me
Now you bleed

[Verse 1: Marty Bugatti]
They keep me aggravated, handle of my sword is gold-and-nickel-plated
Mostly hated, only wind will kiss me, call her straight razor
Underrated, well debated on, which is the greatest song?
Heavy weighted, put the kettle on till I'm dead and gone, ah
Slaughter the piteous, death is upon you, it is so insidious
You cannot ever get rid of it, I saw my soul and I thought it was hideous
Timmy Turner with the blanco, keep a burner in the poncho
Swing my sword up off a bronco, fear is nothing till I'm gonzo
Dippin' into 'em, oblivious, I'll show you God in a mortal experience
Oh, what a pretty deliverance, I am the one that has earned all my reverence
Count all my hits on a paper, snow on the back and the blood on the blazer
I got issues with behaviour, pantie raider, stay addicted to flavour
They place a prism round a soul that has no symmetry
It fills my belly full of pins and powdered memories
I am ungrateful for life, I thought life was a glitch
Found my purpose in revenge, I bet life is a- (bleep)
[Chorus: Lil Dijon]
I seem to yearn for the end
I hold my purpose within
And what they take is all yours
Caught in method, Marlon Brando
Actin' stupid, actin' lucid
Memory lane, I'm off my face
Memory lane, I'm off my face
Caught in method, Daniel Day-Lewis
Rolling Pirelli, tender nuance
Memory lane, I'm off my face
Memory lane, I'm off my face

[Verse 2: Obi Ill Terrors]
Roll up, face numb, fuck that, break down
Why the fuck you think we don't sleep for? We tryna make somethin' out of dirt, brah
I'm in a private with the wings clipped, tryna get rich or die trying
On my rap shit, I get it packed in and tell the whole crowd that I might jump
Tell the whole crowd, if they want somethin', like no joke, they can come and get it
I'ma kill the kid like a kamikaze, keep the sirens runnin' on the paramedic
All these women gettin' sentimental, but the time, it press on my patience
All these women tryna get ahead, but my mind is set on my fate
A fuckin' mess and I can't see it how it used to be
Like everybody's either needin' or they're usin' me
I press that liquid through my liver, Marty told me to
I swallow quick then hope I'm sick before I'm overdue
Set in stone's just a fuckin' saying we all tell ourselves just to keep the peace
I ain't take a book straight off the shelf since I was seventeen and a better me
Yeah, we fire and stone like a mason, stay cuttin' bars like a sadist
'Cause I'm ready now just like a method actor, better shoot me up in a panoramic, I'm-
[Chorus: Lil Dijon]
I seem to yearn for the end
I hold my purpose within
And what they take is all yours
Caught in method, Marlon Brando
Actin' stupid, actin' lucid
Memory lane, I'm off my face
Memory lane, I'm off my face
Caught in method, Daniel Day-Lewis
Rolling Pirelli, tender nuance
Memory lane, I'm off my face
Memory lane, I'm off my face