Creator

Got no need for the fancy things All the attention that it brings Tell me no, I say yes, I was chosen And I will deliver the explosion

Can't say it's gonna get me far Do no good to say what you are I run the streets and I break up houses River runs deep and the flame devours it

Sit tight I know what you are Mad bright, but you ain't no star Polish up 'til you make it gleam Your M.O., I know what you mean Tail riding and I know it's true While they screaming "I love you" Down deep you know there ain't no flow A soul decay was D.O.A., yeah

I know what you here for now Word's out, you're an ideal whore now Now don't you crush on me I'll see you in your pipe dreams Whether or not you know it's true You are who they dictate to That shit must hurt real bad Fakin' what you wish you had

Here all the folks come ask about me Bandwagon, but they used to doubt me Blind side tend to hit real hard You should heed the warning, get a bodyguard

Steady friction in this bitch Creeping in just like an itch So far, I got the last laugh Still the rich rise up, still I live fast

Wouldn't know it face to face Got no soul and got no taste Moving in, speed up the pace I got it locked, though, what a waste

All the talk is standard fare Walk the walk if it gets you there On the grind 'til the gig is up I'll smash 'em down, put a muzzle on them like "what!"