[Intro: Messiah Cartiye]
Yo, yo, yo (yo), yo, yo (yo), yo
Yeah, uh, one-two, one-two, mic-checker
[Pre-Verse: Messiah Cartiye]
I'm trying to survive in the streets that I live on
I'm tryna rhyme with this flow that I spit on
Don't you underestimate me while I'm rapping on this funky track
And now I'm bouta pass the mic, yo, tell 'em
[Verse 1: KidTokio]
Shit, yeah, I got this K on the side of my hip, let it spray
Blood leakin' out the side of your lips, I mean
Damn, niggas thinkin' they can do it like me
Same string from my guitar, it's the one from Nike
Okay, microphone check, one-two, one-two
I got that shit on my hip, that's gon' bust through, bust through
Through your, through your spine
Niggas think they good but they ain't better than mine
They ain't better than me, bitch
[Chorus: Messiah Cartiye]
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Rock the cypher, I'm the pied piper
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Who you gon' tell?
I'm the pied piper
[Verse 2: Messiah Cartiye]
I'm just your average rapper tryna make this money
Tryna build up my fanbase, and then build up my legacy
I'm so hungry, I could eat a horse
Starvin' for the fame that I crave, and I wanna take it up to the top
When I arrive
You can visualize what I said
You can take it, my word's inspirational
Last thing before I proved everybody wrong
I'ma win a GRAMMY, and I'ma be laughin' at you
[Chorus: Messiah Cartiye]
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Rock the cypher, I'm the pied piper
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Who you gon' tell?
I'm the pied piper
[Verse 3: Messiah Cartiye]
The AK-47s and MAC-11s
The TEC-9s, that's the heavy artillery
'Cause in my neighborhood, I feel like everything is all wrong
'Cause know what we're, so I gotta have my protection
I wish I had the riches with the ivory
And [?] with the 40 acres and a mule with a pot to piss in
So, God, if you listenin', these are my 3 wishes
My dream to reality make 'em all come true
Now as I lay back on my comfy couch
Watchin' cartoons on a Saturday, it feels good
As I lay back
Get us a [?] I got nothin' to worry 'bout (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 4: Isaiah Keys]
Damn, can I rock the cypher?
Parked cars, hot boxed and we spark the lighter
Joint the size of a log, the fuckin' fog
Comes after me and starts the fire
I'm not the average [?] spitter
I'm the fuckin' goat, tell the foe's girl figure
Who knows?
I don't smoke or [?]
It's obvious, the ass of my hoe grows bigger than
[?] in the fuckin' [?]
Ask a crowd, they gon' say 'Isaiah Keys' bed', ah
You Apollo, I'm [?] alone
Know that GRAMMY comin' soon, so, I don't gotta stress, hah
[Chorus: Messiah Cartiye]
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Rock the cypher, I'm the pied piper
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Who you gon' tell?
I'm the pied piper
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Rock the cypher, I'm the pied piper
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Who you gon' tell?
I'm the pied piper
[Verse 4: Isaiah Keys, Messiah Cartiye & KidTokio]
Yo, and this the P too, [?] leave up all the size and you can see through
We hit a nigga with the land like a picture we drew
Afterwards we had to dip, interstate we speed through
Ay, the cypher strip rock wreck by the keys
Socrates was mockin' me, we blowin' trees 'til they can't see us
Follow me, bitch, follow me, bitch
Someone tell these niggas, better think before they speak, bitch
Losin' [?] you can't think you niggas sheep, I'm a goat
Dear, Simba, Capricorn symbol representing
Average rappers, I'm tormenting
Death Grips, Money Store, track 12, I'm like, 'bitch, please'
Yeah, you know we like to have fun
Me and Kara and Isaiah, we just popular outcasts
This rap song about to go down in history
So, if you don't mind if I pack up my two katana killer
Yeah, the swing a sword lecture, the samurai
She could tell you 'bout it in this rap song, kill 'em
[Verse 5: Kay Nyame]
I'm not gonna cry if I gay cut with a knife (what?)
I'm a disinfectant and I heal it with my mind
Chain around my pony with my pockets full of ammo
Turn around, go (shing), with a katana in my hand (hand, yo)
I bet I cheeky check the beats, before melting it with my light
Cheeky check the beats, because you're sinking through time
I said the each of the right things, and treatin' your body right
What make you last a lifetime, but you do not see this side
Meditation and connecting with your spirit
Will build up your aura and positive energy
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (na), na-na (na), na-na, na-naaaa
[Chorus: Messiah Cartiye]
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Rock the cypher, I'm the pied piper
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Who you gon' tell?
I'm the pied piper
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Rock the cypher, I'm the pied piper
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Who you gon' tell?
I'm the pied piper
[Verse 6: Messiah Cartiye]
Lyrical typical syllable, I'm invisible
My flow is like soft-serve ice cream but I ain't sweet
You niggas sugarcoat it, y'all niggas 'Chips Ahoy!'
Why y'all so salty, hot tamale is on (is on)
Gettin' out my comfort zone, gotta lock in
I wish I had a watch like Simba, I'd be listin' nice watches
You heard me, to all the lame niggas, to all the lame bitches
Guess what I'm about to do, guess what I'm about to do
[Chorus: Messiah Cartiye]
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Rock the cypher, I'm the pied piper
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Who you gon' tell?
I'm the pied piper
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Rock the cypher, I'm the pied piper
Rock the cypher, rock the bails
Who you gon' tell?
I'm the pied piper
[Outro: Messiah Cartiye]
Wave your hands up like you just don't care
Wave your hands up all the way in the air
Wave your hands up like you just don't care
Wave your hands up all the way in the air
Wave your hands up like you just don't care
Wave your hands up all the way in the air
Yeah, you know, ay, guess what
I just rock the cypher
