Givin' up the chance to dance with the stars in my head
want me dead, and I'm fed up with the stupid fucks
who think the worked so hard to play that card;
but it was luck that struck when life was dealt!
Help make this fake fucking facade break
'til the little man you are cries for far out feelings.
Stealing honesty, honestly lost, with no measure of the cost.
Because you sold your soul to fill that hole,
and they held you up like a newborn pup;
but I heard the cries of a wingless fly,
thought you were a star but that's not how bright you are!
An afterthought taught to act tough,
but I'm calling you out on your bluff:
Stuff that shit back in your hole!
Glue on some feathers, don't check the weather
just try to fly the nest; it's you best protest, expression, or whatever!

They sayin' you fly?! Then go try, try, try;
throw your ass off a building and prove that shit guy!
You make a mockery for money, thinkin' it's all cream and honey;
but you're lackin' lyrics dummy, so watch out for us 'cause we're hungry!

You've got bad brains son, you've forced me to play the regulator.
Pen to paper, I bend flavor, leave you needing a respirator.
I'm a player hater? Nah, that's what you and your men do.
I've played more fucking shows than your hater ass has been to.
Did I offend you? Shit son, that wasn't my intent;
(but) don't pretent you don't know I'm hard enough to reinvent cement.
I'll bend your shit like a silver spoon, no one will even miss you,
flush you down the toilet like tissue for rhyming missuse.
That's my issue! Corny rapper's 4 letter words smell like poop,
acting like a touring toupe when you aint ever left the stoop.
Here's the scoop: You're producers loops resemble gallows nooses.
Diggs leave 'em shook with bruises, and then we cook their gooses.
Resistance is useless, stupid, it's filler in your mixture.
Lickin' so much jock I'm surprised your lips aint blistered.
Mr. Bean's got more to say than you, I'll staple your lips closed.
Throw these fairies out of the window, after they get they' wings clipped though!

They sayin' you fly?! Then go try, try, try;
throw your ass off a building and prove that shit guy!
You make a mockery for money, thinkin' it's all cream and honey;
but you're lackin' lyrics dummy, so watch out for us 'cause we're hungry!

So hungry, in fact, I'm chewing the wack, picking up slack.
Put the whole world on my back to get my crew back on track.
Love is divinity: that's the type of truth that comes with years,
that's why I'm trying to wax these facts and shove 'em in your ears.
If it were up to me your substance lacking clique would disappear,
but I can deal with smiling ear to ear and watching you live in fear.
It's clear to me you've never heard the term "droppin' knowledge",
but I'm sure your bitch ass knows a lot about dropping out of college!
Heads up! Your trust fund has run out,
and I doubt you even know what this trust is all about.
Tail between you legs, begging for some change. So you sever ties
and try to fly the nest, but don't even know why.
Flapping your wings, trying to sing, pushing the air to the front
in hopes it lets you float above it enough to love it even once.
Become the free fall, numb, and don't even try to stall what's done!

They sayin' you fly?! Then go try, try, try;
throw your ass off a building and prove that shit guy!
You make a mockery for money, thinkin' it's all cream and honey;
but you're lackin' lyrics dummy, so watch out for us 'cause we're hungry!