I was born with a job, say what?
To work smart, not hard, say what?
And now I'm living by the force,
That mean I get it from the source
God, I'm afraid of the 4th shit
God, I'm afraid of the 4th shit
God, I'm afraid of the 4th shit
God, I'm afraid of the focus shit
Don't be afraid, it's only music
Don't be afraid, it's only music
I can't hear nothin', nothin',
Noise cancelling headphones, homes
So whatever you yappin' is the proof
That whatever happens is the truth
Now get a clue, I love music
More than Ed die LaVert Big
with a range from the gate
I can't skek like Barrington do,
Okay, maybe that's a distant steed,
but I can move that mountain
And I be lieve I can fly, I believe I can show,
yeah I see me runnin' through that open door,
I believe I am fly, I believe I am raw
From playin' vocals to strokin' whores,
yeah I'm over sex, but I'm over text
But I'm not chillin' even with
more rhymes than Bob Dylan
It's just as tight too if
I might say so myself, boo
If I could blow myself, fuck you
God, I'm afraid of the phone shit
God, I'm afraid of the phone shit
God, I'm afraid of the phone shit
Don't be afraid, it's soul music
Don't be afraid, it's only music
Okay, you work hard to work dumb,
You cop silly shit, I'll be at the Walmart
With them twenty dollar dickies
the twenty dollar quickies
sorry and I know that's low class
Please sit, tell me how you blow your cash
I can see how you spendin' it
I cop that exact same haircut
Broke careers on Kensington
Eight ones with the shave included
I .N .G. save your money,
The first steps to wealth and getting cream
and live within your means
You never need to touch them
But a unsuspecting chick,
That I used to get at the young
Come on, nigga, you know I'm right,
God, I'm afraid of the phone
Don't be afraid, it's only music
