[Intro: Joey Bada$$]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm here, here, here, here, here

Have no fear, fear, fear, fear, fear
Yeah, It's JayOh
[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]

Even if I got high I still feel grounded
I'm lower than the pavement, but the %#@! that I be sayin'
Got me feelin' Super Saiyan, so I rise up to the peak

Not tryin' to touch the sky, I'm tryin to kiss God's feet
Little ^!$$% spittin flame, 500 degrees
Little ^!$$% spit it sick, 500 disease

On some legendary %#@! again, I should be deceased
Like Pac, like Dilla, like new jah beast
Maybe then they can recognize I'm better than them other guys

I'm the %#@!, see, I attract hella flies
And I get hella fly, should have bought a better style
On these new kids of rap, I'm a pedophile raping them

Breaking them, making them feel low
Ripping them, flipping them, ripping them willow
But I don't give a $#&@, cause I'm stepped on like pillows

But now I'm going in mother$#&@er, !@(*
On Pinkett, Jada, Superhead
No sleep I get paper, see my eyes is super red

I be writing rhymes 'til my mother$#&@ing eyes bleed
Never backing down, even if you rip my spleen
Flow sharp like I was spitting up a sy-ringe

I can see my future clear, no help to Visine
I advise them to stay away, 'fore I get violent
When I spit it's like a grip to your neck violence

Silence, silence, silence, silence
I'm rising, I'm rising, I'm rising
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]

I never run unless I hear sirens
I'm a gorilla ^!$$%, y'all ^!$$%s be lying
If I'm lying, then you dying

If you driving, then I'm flying
Futuristic flow, it's still real to dough
I do eenie minie mo just to pick a flow

I see you see the other real lyricist
You ^!$$%s get smacked if you ain't feeling this
I'm killing it, sixteen, but super intelligent

You're feeling it, oh you ball, I'm stealin' it
It's my time, I'm in my prime
I would never let another person write my rhyme

It's all me, no strings, Wi Fi
I'm spaced out dawg, I belong in sci-fi
When I see my dealer I give him a high five

Then I rise, touch the sky
Like Kanye, rappers are my entree
Hey my momma, big boy like Andre

Let me do it one time for my mom-ay hey, hey, hey
Since a kid, you always clean the monsters up
On Christmas, I always got my monster trucks

Now I'm going in on these kids monstrous
Well before I do, ay mom gracias
Now in I go, back to the flow

I'm just trying to find a pad, I'm a tadpole
And yeah I'm that pole so what you mad for
Got a bunch a bad girls that I feel bad for

Lord have mercy on they back bone
Blew a ^!$$% off like you're playing saxophone
Never gave a ho the number to my phone

Don't call me ho, call Tyrone
^!$$%, I'm on, I'mma drive on
Just trying to get chees, that provalone

Middle finger to them ^!$$%s too mad at it
I flow crack, I check mad addicts
And I could never go soft it's a bad habit

JayOhVee and I'm back at it!
[Outro: Joey Bada$$]
Yeah, damn

So out of breath
Feel like my lungs bout to collapse
Yo I felt that in my whole diaphram

Feel like I just ran 20 miles around the whole globe
I don't even see how that's possible but?
Around the whole globe, that's like a million miles
Whatever, let me shut up