[Verse One: Speed on the Beat]
I remember the days, when I hustled to eat
Who would've thought, couple years later, I'd have a degree?
Cats used to be like "Speed, this can't be forever"
But I never thought that I'd make it with these bars and these beats
Yeah, I probably could've made it like my uncle did...
Opening doors then get blown away on sucker shit
Or make it like my father, make the work seem legitimate
Then fathering a bastard that would go ahead, get shit open like a window, kid
But, I figured that if I was ever gonna spit out a seed
And watch it grow, then at least, he should look up to me
Not sideways or down, but with heads high in the clouds
So when it rained? His tears would drown clowns in their sleep
Pardon me for simplicity. You don't hear me...
Clearly, the last time we spoke, so here's the real me...
Still the No-Fi king, but eyes're on bigger dreams
Time? Spent on bigger things...and my nose is clean
[Hook]
And I put it on my city, I put it on my father
I put it on my life, and I put it on your daughter
And I put it to music, and I put it in this song cause
I'm gonna do better, regardless of whatever
I put it on my team, I put it on my fam
And please believe, man...this is my last stand
So, I put it in hi-fi, and I'm unrolling the flag cause
I'm gonna do better, regardless the weather
[Verse Two: Speed on the Beat]
My folks would take me to the corner store
Told me to pick out what I wanted while they played their numbers
Bought their medicine, tasting like poison
Avoided it, for the most part until I was able to know its powers
Some of my kin, weren't as lucky, succumbed to the devils
Some of them getting tossed out because they'd rather be reckless
Sadly one of them used to live in my daddy's house
Then my name graced the door until my luck crapped out
This is my attempt at redemption, my chance to explain shit
And make it right again before the powers that be back out
And black out and pull the strap out, and empty until...
My soul's back in limbo. How much more will it take now?
Three bars left in this second verse
Now two, already've told you how my fam's been hurt
And I'll be damned if I repeat these mistakes again
You may think otherwise, but these aren't the breaks man!
[Hook]
[Verse Three: Speed on the Beat]
And if they think I'm not shining?
I'm the new era underdog, but NO! Daniel Bryan
I super kicked the fuckery too often to falter
I smacked the devil in his damning alter
I'm not the most spiritual, but I know I'm blessed
Almost had too many holes in my head to express self-doubt
And when I'm down and out, even with that bottle
I still stand above all these clowns, more than a solid B-Plus
The bottom feeders still steal from the stolen people
To build steeples to pray to self-imposed chosen sheeple
That keep the bottom feeders feeding from the tombs and the crypts
With hope of keeping them aligned under the keepers
And you can smell the reefer, the so-called "fruit of the earth"
And you can tell the seekers, those that choose their self-worth
To be less than the breeders from the bottom of things
And those truly at the top of the chain? They laugh at the underlings
That's why we've gotta do better...
[Outro: Speed on the Beat]
And if they think I'm not shining?
I'm the new era underdog...Daniel Bryan
Super kicked the fuckery, too often to falter...
Still stand above these clowns, more than a solid B-Plus
And if they think I'm not shining?
I'm the new era underdog...Daniel Bryan
Super kicked the fuckery, too often to falter
Still stand above these clowns, more than a solid B-Plus...
