[Chorus: Swoope]Why is he being so arrogant?Is he saying he's better than wackness? Yes I amShould i settle in my craft and be lesser thanOr follow the footsteps of my dad and be excellent[Verse 1: Swoope]Oh I fell off?Maybe ill be well of kicking the whale off his posted seedsAnd see how the whale lostHis flow, see he used to be sickBut now Jonah is swallowing flowing harder without a sell outWinning without a sellout Kobe to your mobi cheesing at all you zelloutsColby where your mold be, Vivaldi over cold beats, so even when my brain ain't high i'm classicalRun it back i'm black mamba to your black fishSwimming in your golf and still staying up to parA lot of rappers is actors not up to parBackwards I ain't lifting my rhymes up i'm just raising the barPut a Hershey in the air hey it hurts me when the airwaves keep playing the old sameImpressed the aim i'm botheredI'm pressed to save the starters to keep your bars on the benches if they don't hold weight[Chorus: Swoope]Why is he being so arrogant?Is he saying he's better than wackness? Yes I amShould i settle in my craft and be lesser thanOr follow the footsteps of my dad and be excellent[Verse 2: Swoope]All of that wackness I'm calling it out just like the old dang tag kids play with click powI'm playing toe games hits out John DomainI'm for the kill outKids play turns to childs playMy buddy with machete, toe tagHits still out Chucky is now Barry it might get ugly or scary if you ignore usCause now Chucky is using Norris as his monikerPut baby monitors on all you monikersWatch this lullaby I make you shut your eyes sleep think thinkOf being stuck inside of whats inside the club of sides of the toughest guys with no heartI pull your card don't start homieI'm the dealer of the dealersKilling off this choke art these cough men they see the killer of the dillardsSimilar to Lillard shooting just for practiceTrailblazer y'all just follow behind and jack it[Chorus: Swoope]Why is he being so arrogant?Is he saying he's better than wackness? Yes I amShould i settle in my craft and be lesser thanOr follow the footsteps of my dad and be excellent[Verse 3: Sho Baraka]This ain't rap its a victory lapWe running up the score call it a soundtrackFor the '96 Bulls, Michael Jordan and PippenYou ain't got enough bad boys you ain't a PistonWe ain't big, but we're defending the faithThink weak like a 2000 puffy without Ma$eOur lines stay fresh y'all jokers past staleYou ain't feeling this you must be learning bad brailleIn the city of rap I hear a lot of popWe in the art district you live in writers blockPoetry in motion we rocking from that Al B. sure to that Frank OceanDo you see the family where hands in the sky?I'm clowning around writing on clouds because I'm highJust because you sound drunk don't mean you got barsYou can serve with lines when you stand behind ours
