[Verse 1]
Everything is right and rolling' Life's a game of bowling watch me strike again
Silence is gold and I'm breaking mine like light-ening
Writing and cypherin' they want me to get'em hype again
And so I go' the games still full of lames I came enlightening

Runnin right through the projects they see me and holler there he go
Knowin I body everything they got me on the burials
This ain't no scary flow' play your position; secretarial
And respect those above like Skee's in ariel

A lot of yall rappers wanna pop' ridin around in sumtin hot
Rep your hood' that's a reason to get your siding blocked
... A lot of yall rappers hide in shock until the tides over
You bottle cappin and wouldn't let a Dasani drop

This aint no comic talk' most of yall rappers common folk
And go at others for being better than most
You butter would never toast, see'em remain froze
Then it's back to your computer and'em Little Wayne quotes ha'

Who want a feud with Skee??
My track records full of past efforts' that resulted in vast eulogys...
Ain't nobody fooling me' you would think it's cool the be the winner
... It's harder to watch the loser fall like Lumidee

I never felt pressure' I never felt better
I'm enslaved to lyrical vendettas
Refusing to settle for lesser perfecting every letter
... Storming through a game of f*** and cross-dressers like


[Chorus]
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It's the way that we rock when were doing our thing
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It's the natural sound that our energy brings

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Sweet thing
Sweet thing


[Verse 2]
They ask how am I a general I answer that it's technical
Because I've been my own since 17 without a record though
Abiding by my own rules they beg me to respect the law
Kept me locked inside like a prisoner behind bars

No need for sugar coating when it comes to story telling
I got treated like a slave which later formed into rebellion
Now they question why I'm like this and they're petrified
Expecting me to comprimise and let the situation slide

In other words turn my cheek close my eyes and never speak
On the subject of the system simple black out their existence
I say that's close to impossible though I'm overcoming obstacles
These chronicles need to be told it's only logical

The handcuffs on my wrist got me acting up
Baby faced gemini honestly I don't give a what
My split personality got me feeling like Jekyll & Hyde
One minute I'm content next second I'm on a vibe

Ready to commit a homicide on these instrumentals
Rappers falling off 1 by 1 isn't coincidental
I'm trying to change my mental been a bit judgemental
Dudes are quick to show their inner bitch they're too gentle

On a emotional roller coaster I'm on it
You been a loafer couldn't get close to me unless you were my chauffeur
Your pre-warned the battle is on Black Glovez
Your searching for revenge well remember who got slapped up


[Chorus]
Oooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when were doing our thing
Ooo la la la
It's the natural sound that our energy brings

Oooh la la la
la la la " "
Sweet thing
Sweet thing


[Verse 3]
First and foremost either I'm high as hell or the flow is low
Material serial killing banging through the walls like morse code
Truth the illest say it in 3rd person
Everything I drop they bring it back like a reimbursed purchase

This brings a lot of jelous enemies
Overly sentimental with feminin tendacies centipedes crawling
Pretend to be ballin ask'em for a verse they keep stalling
You need a minute darling

I'm 82 now lisp when I'm talking old and grey as
Christopher Walken decrepiting intelligent as Stephen Hawking
See this is proof you couldn't be dope as me
If your tracks were hyped on a intravenous hit

Rap magician slash mathematician part man half ammunition
Spit a 16 half your back missing
Cause a cataclysm forest burst to flames
Tsunamis, earthquakes and category 5 hurricanes

Y'all is frontin watch the nose grow
Couldn't ride beats if they was playing inside of a Volvo
That's a no no Italian grandpa
Even The Game and Kanye couldn't get you that far

What a display of talent first pick didn't run
In comparison to me who am I kidding there isn't one
So think twice before you speak my name
Gave my two cents free I don't even need it back y'all could keep the change


[Chorus]
Oooh la la la
It's the way that we rock when were doing our thing
Ooo la la la
It's the natural sound that our energy brings

Oooh la la la
la la la " "
Sweet thing
Sweet thing