Packing Light

[Verse 1: Ruslan] This right here that next level This right here the best ever Dream Junkies and the rest asleep Why would I waste my breathe ever This right here that okie-doke "Vengeance is Mine" says the Lord of Hosts Like when Jax and his sons watched Opie go Or when Diddy punched Drizzy no OVO Oh, oh and they wonder why I'm so bold 'For they know I'm a hit 'em with the choke hold 'For they know it I'm a hit 'em with the Stone Cold It's all wrestling what you don't know Don't you wondering what you to be on In the streets shady you feel like the peons So we do it ourselves without any help While inspiring that is what we have been on Put ourselves on independent No corporations that are all up in it No stockholders on my shoulders Blind eyes asking me if I'm focused And we ain't even talking 'bout skill Pound for pound we kill any rapper at will But you knew that already, you really ain't ready To see this machete make human spaghetti I'm gone [Hook: Beleaf] Packing light (Whoa) Packing light life of the party I'm a rock (And roll) Mardi-Gras and hot tamale Call the cops (What for) I been on that Eniac And people watch (And I go) My native tongue is speaker box They ain't got no idea They ain't got noway hosay They don't know why I'm here You say no I say ok [Verse 2: Beleaf] This right here that lullaby Go head take that breath of sleep Go head take that Dimetapp Put your pajamas on and I hope you dream I'm tutored by Freddy Kruger I'm neutered by no one ever So you know I let 'em hang low So they hang out with my ankles I could give a damn about a blog post Or a comment, I'm a comet They tell me swallow my pride But I can't cause I'd vomit Long days I'm on the Westside There's a Bible study from a mosh-pit That's Baltimore 3000 miles That's a dub-step and a long trip Lightweight I'm tipsy off one sip I'm drunk and hated, I'm drunk and hate it And my life be looking like Ned Flanders But all my bars be R-rated Ohh, but barely Maybe just the majority I'm the black sheep and the minority So when you're counting sheep You don't notice me C'mon [Hook] [Verse 3: John Givez] This right here that new scene This might make you lose it This right here that Scarface You wanna go to war you better choose Skip This right here that drunk card This right here that Happy Meal If Donald double don't put patty cakes Then I'll have it eat it and then poop it I'm a pioneer for this dream I'm the pilot steering this thing I'm a violent savage with the right of passage On the mainline when I sing Tell that drummer boy play the drum Tell that drummer boy play the drum We the Humpty to all of your Dumpty You dummies pa rum pum pum pum pum pum pum Killing these rappers is fun We the new rappers we sons Brothers we dream Maybe we'll give it back when we done Nah, we ain't gon' never be done Level to level to level to level We done dreamt off cause you not my Soul Rebel I'm ready for anything killing with purpose Arrgg [Hook] [Outro: Kendrick Dial] They say you need 10,000 hours to be considered and expert Well he did it in only 10 And that've been within his sleep He's an avalanche in the middle of the desert Every track he sees he eats like lobster and shrimp So fluid with the wordplay they can't tell weather he's a preacher of a pimp Even in a room by himself he's amongst great company Vini Vidi Vici, he came, he saw, he conquered Even when they thought he was condor So mystical even his mama thought he was conjured Some would say the rise was to fast But when you packing light Lifes' baggage is just a baggage of unpacking move out your path