Sit back, relax when I’m mashin’ Didn’t know I could flow with a passion. Been there, done that, How long I gotta do it ‘til you take a step back. Take stock an’ let the youngin’s flow, Dead whack what they brung in though. So I gotta keep doin’ what I’m doin’, Showin’ what I’m knowin’ when I’m out to rock and ruin. 35 years old and young Too broke to be a joke, ‘bout to fold I’m done. But, can’t leave it to the next one, Who’s too bogged down in the lies of corruption. Never cease to amaze but the 1st glance, Speaks to me like a cutie in a slow dance. Left, left, left and right. Back to the left avoid the fight. Hey hey, somebody gotta do it, Man up and step into it. A task for a better man, a younger man, A righteous man…what a blunder man. As the years roll on I’m takin’ less chances, takin’ less stances, Forgettin’ all my dances. Ah ha, but the truth remains, Out there just beyond the frame. But you’re never gonna get it like the honey on the block,
Who, like En Vogue, got ‘em punchin’ the clock. Most guys, turn and run, Let her slip out of their life when the song is done. That’s right….I compromised, Had big dreams, but cast aside, The purist of the pure how we fantasized, romanticized and agonized. Gave it up ‘cause the road got rough, got tough, All the others had enough. These days, she’s all alone, No brothers in the back, nobody call her phone. Sittin’ there, lonely as a virtue, That’s gone out of style, that can only hurt ‘cha. Gotta wonder if it’s worth it, should I broach it, Should I let it go or attempt to approach it. Came face to face with the truth just the other day, Stared her down and walked the other way. Truth to power, power seems to win, Power of the truth, vs. the strength to hold it in. Not to show it, though I know it, Exploding through the heavens like Stack used to grow it. Kind of hard to watch the first in command, Rule it all, control the land. But I’ll be damned if I let the sticky hand, Run the plan and relax in the sand. Imma let him know, that his secret ain’t safe, It will come to light, right time and place. It’ll all crash down that house of lies, And we’ll all ignore your shouts and cries. But, who am I to be the one to do it? Got my own shit, buried in the ruins. The truth, like a rock, I got the power, But with a house outta glass, I’ll just take a shower.

Sit back, relax when I’m mashin’ Didn’t know I could flow with a passion. Been there, done that, How long I gotta do it ‘til you take a step back. Take stock an’ let the youngin’s flow, Dead whack what they brung in though. So I gotta keep doin’ what I’m doin’, Showin’ what I’m knowin’ when I’m out to rock and ruin. 35 years old and young Too broke to be a joke, ‘bout to fold I’m done. But, can’t leave it to the next one, Who’s too bogged down in the lies of corruption. Never cease to amaze but the 1st glance, Speaks to me like a cutie in a slow dance. Left, left, left and right. Back to the left avoid the fight. Hey hey, somebody gotta do it, Man up and step into it. A task for a better man, a younger man, A righteous man…what a blunder man. As the years roll on I’m takin’ less chances, takin’ less stances, Forgettin’ all my dances. Ah ha, but the truth remains, Out there just beyond the frame. But you’re never gonna get it like the honey on the block,
Who, like En Vogue, got ‘em punchin’ the clock. Most guys, turn and run, Let her slip out of their life when the song is done. That’s right….I compromised, Had big dreams, but cast aside, The purist of the pure how we fantasized, romanticized and agonized. Gave it up ‘cause the road got rough, got tough, All the others had enough. These days, she’s all alone, No brothers in the back, nobody call her phone. Sittin’ there, lonely as a virtue, That’s gone out of style, that can only hurt ‘cha. Gotta wonder if it’s worth it, should I broach it, Should I let it go or attempt to approach it. Came face to face with the truth just the other day, Stared her down and walked the other way. Truth to power, power seems to win, Power of the truth, vs. the strength to hold it in. Not to show it, though I know it, Exploding through the heavens like Stack used to grow it. Kind of hard to watch the first in command, Rule it all, control the land. But I’ll be damned if I let the sticky hand, Run the plan and relax in the sand. Imma let him know, that his secret ain’t safe, It will come to light, right time and place. It’ll all crash down that house of lies, And we’ll all ignore your shouts and cries. But, who am I to be the one to do it? Got my own shit, buried in the ruins. The truth, like a rock, I got the power, But with a house outta glass, I’ll just take a shower.

Sit back, relax when I’m mashin’ Didn’t know I could flow with a passion. Been there, done that, How long I gotta do it ‘til you take a step back. Take stock an’ let the youngin’s flow, Dead whack what they brung in though. So I gotta keep doin’ what I’m doin’, Showin’ what I’m knowin’ when I’m out to rock and ruin. 35 years old and young Too broke to be a joke, ‘bout to fold I’m done. But, can’t leave it to the next one, Who’s too bogged down in the lies of corruption. Never cease to amaze but the 1st glance, Speaks to me like a cutie in a slow dance. Left, left, left and right. Back to the left avoid the fight. Hey hey, somebody gotta do it, Man up and step into it. A task for a better man, a younger man, A righteous man…what a blunder man. As the years roll on I’m takin’ less chances, takin’ less stances, Forgettin’ all my dances. Ah ha, but the truth remains, Out there just beyond the frame. But you’re never gonna get it like the honey on the block,
Who, like En Vogue, got ‘em punchin’ the clock. Most guys, turn and run, Let her slip out of their life when the song is done. That’s right….I compromised, Had big dreams, but cast aside, The purist of the pure how we fantasized, romanticized and agonized. Gave it up ‘cause the road got rough, got tough, All the others had enough. These days, she’s all alone, No brothers in the back, nobody call her phone. Sittin’ there, lonely as a virtue, That’s gone out of style, that can only hurt ‘cha. Gotta wonder if it’s worth it, should I broach it, Should I let it go or attempt to approach it. Came face to face with the truth just the other day, Stared her down and walked the other way. Truth to power, power seems to win, Power of the truth, vs. the strength to hold it in. Not to show it, though I know it, Exploding through the heavens like Stack used to grow it. Kind of hard to watch the first in command, Rule it all, control the land. But I’ll be damned if I let the sticky hand, Run the plan and relax in the sand. Imma let him know, that his secret ain’t safe, It will come to light, right time and place. It’ll all crash down that house of lies, And we’ll all ignore your shouts and cries. But, who am I to be the one to do it? Got my own shit, buried in the ruins. The truth, like a rock, I got the power, But with a house outta glass, I’ll just take a shower.

Sit back, relax when I’m mashin’ Didn’t know I could flow with a passion. Been there, done that, How long I gotta do it ‘til you take a step back. Take stock an’ let the youngin’s flow, Dead whack what they brung in though. So I gotta keep doin’ what I’m doin’, Showin’ what I’m knowin’ when I’m out to rock and ruin. 35 years old and young Too broke to be a joke, ‘bout to fold I’m done. But, can’t leave it to the next one, Who’s too bogged down in the lies of corruption. Never cease to amaze but the 1st glance, Speaks to me like a cutie in a slow dance. Left, left, left and right. Back to the left avoid the fight. Hey hey, somebody gotta do it, Man up and step into it. A task for a better man, a younger man, A righteous man…what a blunder man. As the years roll on I’m takin’ less chances, takin’ less stances, Forgettin’ all my dances. Ah ha, but the truth remains, Out there just beyond the frame. But you’re never gonna get it like the honey on the block,
Who, like En Vogue, got ‘em punchin’ the clock. Most guys, turn and run, Let her slip out of their life when the song is done. That’s right….I compromised, Had big dreams, but cast aside, The purist of the pure how we fantasized, romanticized and agonized. Gave it up ‘cause the road got rough, got tough, All the others had enough. These days, she’s all alone, No brothers in the back, nobody call her phone. Sittin’ there, lonely as a virtue, That’s gone out of style, that can only hurt ‘cha. Gotta wonder if it’s worth it, should I broach it, Should I let it go or attempt to approach it. Came face to face with the truth just the other day, Stared her down and walked the other way. Truth to power, power seems to win, Power of the truth, vs. the strength to hold it in. Not to show it, though I know it, Exploding through the heavens like Stack used to grow it. Kind of hard to watch the first in command, Rule it all, control the land. But I’ll be damned if I let the sticky hand, Run the plan and relax in the sand. Imma let him know, that his secret ain’t safe, It will come to light, right time and place. It’ll all crash down that house of lies, And we’ll all ignore your shouts and cries. But, who am I to be the one to do it? Got my own shit, buried in the ruins. The truth, like a rock, I got the power, But with a house outta glass, I’ll just take a shower.