I've been earning my stripes,
Till I'm perfect when I'm
And I've been serving the type
of words that murder insights,
This ain't an urge it's for life,
what I recite furthers the fight,
A ser vice for the circus that
So put your money where your
mouth is, we're doing it now,
Golden Era's let loose on the prowl,
loosen the noose of your doubts,
We're here to take back what
So make your last words count like
grooms choosing their vows,
It's more than just timing,
the sport of slaughter with rhyming,
Of course if I'm writing my name upon your
There's hoards of them vibing, smiling
at the thought of us dying,
The water that's rising ain't the shore
it's more of your crying,
Jealous cause we striving and
They know nothing bout surviving with
And whole image is a lie and didn't
feel free to walk a mile in my shoes,
Hip Hop's in hard times if it's said,
dues until I hit the red,
Is it dead, or is it just the pic
Write rhymes with your heart and do your
If you ever bought Pressure
It was a blessing but I'm stressing
Forgetting my fears for the blood,
I'll be left with the respect of my peers
Chorus: What we're doing here is
Super Of ficial with the style,
What we're doing here is crazy,
then you ain't up on shit,
Super Official with the style,
one night, we'll get drunk right,
And we'll get tongue tied,
till we puke together, (vomits)
Bitch, Big Lebowski, that rug
Howl at the moon together like
In Rio with Ronny James Dio on the encore,
They want a Funkoar, they
they they want a golden era,
Sid Vicious, spit vicious,
you can't cut me off like circumcision,
That's just how I'm living
so adjust how you listen,
To the music, the new shit can't be
lame old take it in the a-hole,
This is soul like watching some day old,
Paint on a train roll by as the rain fall,
And it's so beautiful it's painful,
Like picturing the rest of your life
with a girl you've known,
and proposing in a day and a half,
It weighs heavy on your brow
And that's when we break it
down man sound the horns,
Now reborn, work hard, eat lunch in the car,
Braveheart drunk in a bar,
We're here so take heart,
we're making music that's honest,
The movements upon us like some rebels
moving through in the forest,
Carrying a torch to burn Babylon,
For every musician a label
Chorus: What we're doing here is
Super Official with the style,
What we're doing here is crazy,
then you ain't up on shit,
Super Official with the style,
this, then you ain't up on shit