Are there still not resources here
To meet the needs of the world tomorrow?
I have decided to attempt, under controlled conditions
A similar experiment

'86 turbo diesel Mercedes
Chains on the tires dashing
Through the snow like Dancer and Prancer
Dough the next only acceptable answer
Of course after family
Don't speak it if we've already reached us an understanding
Pastel diamonds in my chain, Easter candy
Work ethic lethal, projects stored in our gun cabinet
Take 'em out the display case and get active if there's static
Each bar an arrow, well crafted
When I let you borrow, I knew I was letting you have it
You ain't pay me back and I didn't get mad
To be expected, I just laughed at it
Threw myself into my work, hide my hurt, I done mastered
Putting a mask on it, life in a pandemic
My two year old didn't ask for this

In the dark shadows of history
Lie legends of lost civilizations
Whose kings ruled with the power of gods
Only to crumble into the dust of time

Ayy, ayy
Starship troopers in the Rolls-Royce coupe going stupid
Slip into a noose tryna stay in the loop
Now look at you, perfect example of what not to do
I'm on the move, bigger check, about to drop another shoe
Contract renewed
'98, a large Bentley with the caviar spoon
Brunch on wheels, I got a flight at noon, I don't really give a fuck
But I still spit like I got something to prove, papered up
But I could always use a bigger house with more rooms
World still closed, I don't think we going on tour soon
Shifted gears this year, thank God my nom de blume
Came up with more than a few ways, hustles is multiple
We gon' get more than just due, we gon' get paid in full
Look at what we made it through, baby, we fucking powerful
Can't fall off, I got a son, fool, I gotta do somethin', dude
Run flat tires for show riders
Children of the corn grew up to be the outsiders
Legendary cyphers, million dollar writers
Jamming beats and flicking lighters
Them other niggas be in the booth lying
Sometime I damn near be in the booth crying
We gon' get more than just due, we gon' get paid in full
We fucking powerful, baby, look at what we made it through
We gon' get more than just due, we gon' get paid in full
We fucking powerful, baby, look at what we made it through
We gon' get more than just due, we gon' get paid in full
We fucking powerful, baby, look at what we made it through
We gon' get more than just due, we gon' get paid in full
We fucking powerful, baby, look at what we made it through
Yeah

Well, it was one of those beautiful winter days in December
The sun was out, I'm in a bathing suit, it was so warm

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Daniel Alan Maman, Shante Franklin