Chorus (x2):
The first thing to come of my mouth
Off the top of my head

In the back of your mind deep down
Why the hell do you look around?
Everything I said

I meant every word standing in the crowd

Verse:

Just another face living at my own pace
You gotta walk before you run or you fall on your face
I ball when I play in my zone do it my way

Cruise the highway with my crew cut sideways
Super bowl packed if you wanna get getaway
Fly Southwest cuz I keep a low pro, they say

It's a jungle out there; Tarzan needs Jane
Most people don't care about what you gotta say
Wait for nobody; carry your own weight

Try to reach somebody but their stuck in their ways
Bad habits, excuses automatic
Go on do your thang they come around like a boomerang

Hurricane, make the earth shake on display
Push the leader to the middle, point the blame at the scapegoat
In the heat of the moment like the Bulls tipping off in South Beach chosen

To represent the East I believe in the King James version
MVP gotta win a ring to be crowned like teeth
Seal the deal like an envelope bench mob stampede

Derrick Rose from the city of wind
He won't sell out like the big 3 did
Tupac & Notorious laid the foundation

Eminem carried the torch to Lob City
CP3 & Blake to me is Weezy & Drake
Pass the baton running meters spill my heart on these bars

Running my mouth, Usain Bolt, if you're not first your last
Runner-up is forgotten so I'm living to make a statement
Awol is the movement for the future legends


Chorus (x2):
The first thing to come of my mouth

Off the top of my head
In the back of your mind deep down
Why the hell do you look around?

Everything I said
I meant every word standing in the crowd


Verse:
Is it just me? Do I just think?
More than everybody else

Can't you just see? Care about real things
Cause I'm not afraid to ask for help
In different ways, it's not always the same

From what I've learned I know very little
I take the time just look at what I say
I like a lot of things don't believe I should settle


Let my instincts and talent tap potential
I trust what I know, mostly from the Gospel

Most be making excuses and let go
Of everything, no dreams, no hope