Bow Down

[Verse 1: Cornelius Butler] Coming out the woodwork With a staff in my hand Make an ocean of Caspers a strike of the pen I could strike on the land start a spark on the waves With a gaze of beast seeing red in a cage Flow giving hope like a light in cave To the slaves of the whips and the chains Embark on this mission they say I'm insane Enticing the public to bring me to fame Lend me your ears Follow my pattern of bad habits Laughing like I'm Muttley to mutts who chasing rabbits Stepping up the game you can't tell me this ain't talent I ain't saying I'm a God I'm just cut from fabric See I been through this This ain't my second coming this a burst to finish You'll be the first to witness Its the curse of winning they Taking shot shot shots in the dark Forget em I keep my head on backwards Can't trust cowards Niggas hear me and make a face like it's sour Give a sixteen and it sounding like he preach Side walk flow keep a nigga off the streets Been a beast in the burbs Now a beast in your area I feast on the words From this urban hysteria Feed into the lies of the invisible barriers Look into the sky Smile for the camera (Now bow down) Follow my lead (Bow down) Ill bring you to peace (Bow down) Just get on your knees Bow down (Now bow down) Follow my lead (Bow down) Ill bring you to peace (Bow down) Just get on your knees Bow down [Verse 2] They say the perfect times when your works inspired But in spite of times still spitting science I feel low pressure from these local niggas Like a warm front over mountainsides I been think my crew from the set is the best Its crazy how a nigga get approved without a check Swear they couldn't school me homie even if I paid for lessons Steady chopping at they heads and make them stand up at attention My camp crazy we move in silence like Jason Voorhees I ain't chasing drinks only chasing women if she in her forties I live in the present to make sure my now doesn't turn to stories I store more in each line this time around just to keep it conscious, to move it cordially Golden child with the golden smile I run a track like a golden mile I go to sleep with my eyes open just in case the money makes a creeping sound My secrets out oh they creeping now The side effects of being so profound A lie detector couldn't keep us ground This time the era of CB is bound [Hook] [Outro: Raz] Yall niggas can't fuck with us x3 Yall niggas can't fuck with us x3