Intro: This some vagabond shit The old drifter don’t quit You can’t make me submit So suck on my dick Don’t flex your home to me Know that shit is a gift I had to make my own Laid down brick by brick I don’t associate with pricks Nah, I don’t waste my time I’ll curse your bloodline Rain lead like Columbine This is my manifesto This is my holy war I came to body the game Shake it to its core I’m above these people I know that I am Surrounded by losers I’m the King of Siam I’m rocking Coast to Coast I set the mic ablaze Turn that shit to ash Set it down on ashtrays I’m the Silver Surfer I’m serving higher powers Death from above Like the Twin Towers Boy, I got no respect Not an ounce in my body You can argue with my TEC I’m fighting everybody I switch the flow up Your raps are throw up Nah, your raps are bile I’m on my Eight Mile Bound to relapse No lie, just facts I studied the culture Made it a habit I saw liberty I just have to have it Got no time for these fuckers Sour cocksuckers My neighbors fucking suck Scream it from the rooftops I don’t give a fuck I can reach the high life Make money off my strife Make bands off the pain Smoke the strongest of strains Go down like a legend Shoutout Cobain You know I’m most Entitled No room for failure For victory is vital I got mouths to feed Don’t challenge me You won’t like the result So act like an adult