Live in the flesh
Still get high wit' the guys and a Z
All get by cah' we nice to the Feds
And my 9-5 got my right in the head
Now I'm writing again
They're silent again
Soul popped out for the lies and pretend
No point passing the mic to your friend
Dead dem' all wit' a pic and a pen

Spend a little time on you pen, bro
It's not hard
Cah' that's certainly words but it's not bars
Their shit coming wit' chip, I cannot raass
I got more Keef than the 2012 Top Charts
Bro, I'm top class
Ah' you want bars?
Niggas know me
I pop out of the Bush like Shinobi
Fen Boy up in your ears and it's boasy

Rack up a line, get a ting' rolled
Get the brown, turn that shit green- that's my ring-tone
Good kid, banging' out Von like I been O
Still trash but I'm iced out man, I bin' cold
I see black and white shit, I'm in limbo
Shy kid but exciting when I'm involved
Had to cut, I ain't wan' fuck, she a nympho
Talk tough, two grams deep- ah' you limp bro?

Too cold, beggin' man please don't doubt it
I'm just tryna' touch cheese like Rowley
Fen kid so I'm greasy in the South East
Blue-balls, man said 'don't come around me'
Even Terrell can't climb this mountain
I'm so cocoa, I'm so Bounty
Touch bro, I put a fist where your snout be
Cut man and I pop out like an outie

Spark it again
I get high while you laugh wit' your friends
In this game bro, you're hard or you're dead
The shit I spit put a heart in your chest
Dem' man only act tough with a skeng
Clear that bowl then I pass it, again
Where man go? Man, I raass in the shed
First place still lost last in the end
No dubs' so we take Rs and pretend

Live in the flesh
Still get high wit' the guys and a Z
All get by cah' we nice to the Feds
And my 9-5 got my right in the head
Now I'm writing again
They're silent again
Soul popped out for the lies and pretend
No point passing the mic to your friend
Dead dem' all wit' a pic and a pen

They say I got good vision, my eyes great
Cah' this pupil grew like I dilate
I'ma need more food I ain't high yet
They're saying shit that I don't wanna digest
Nah, I ain't dumb bro- no, I don't wanna' die yet
My skin way too thick, ah' ya' knife bend?
Had a gay ho come down with a nice dress
She don't really take dick but she like head

I don't really go docs but I'm patient
I'd rather get my meds from a paigan
Skunk and sag, we clear out the station
Bro's cuffed, she love changing his status
Know what I mean when I give man a payslip?
Man slip when they come chasing a payment
All bars, if it ain't great then erase it
Take it, if you go hard you can name it

I'm a free soul, don't care where I can't go
Stay with the team, that's E, G or Narco
Write good, I ain't got bricks- I got bars, though
Step and I shine so bright all the stars go
Anx' don't mean what he say, he's an asshole
Nuff' smoke, gave up makin' it last, bro
Rich soul, I got rich taste but I'm part broke
Man's done, no PFP ah' ya' heart broke? Huh?

Spark it again
I get high while you laugh wit' your friends
In this game bro, you're hard or you're dead
The shit I spit put a heart in your chest
Dem' man only act tough with a skeng
Clear that bowl then I pass it, again
Where man go? Man, I raass in the shed
First place still lost last in the end
No dubs' so we take Rs and pretend

Live in the flesh
Still get high wit' the guys and a Z
All get by cah' we nice to the Feds
And my 9-5 got my right in the head
Now I'm writing again
They're silent again
Soul popped out for the lies and pretend
No point passing the mic to your friend
Dead dem' all wit' a pic and a pen