Stevie (Intro)

[Intro: Sir Michael Rocks] I started making this album in Chicago but I felt like I needed a change of scenery, so I moved to L.A. Made some of the best music I ever made. But as soon as I get there, Javon lost his life in the car that I sold him. Had me fucked up for a minute man. Now all I think about is "Success and my fam. Success and my fam". Can't hold shit back on niggas man [Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks] Straight from the jump niggas knew that I was special Got caught up in this shit since a bitch had ketchup I cut a nigga quick with the Tensa Zangetsu You see where all that tough talk slick-lip talking all that slick shit get niggas put Six six feet Man I'm in the ocean Split my wrist open On the reef got a blood leak Hopin' I could surface 'fore the beast start to smell me Perfect picture we don't worship scriptures when there's money to be made Devil on my head trying to get away run into the haze Front and center stage lookin' at me In my eyes I see the dragon In the benz, two seater wagon Kill a pig and I drain the blood Throw it on you in the nightclub (yeah) [Brigde] I got the right drugs and the right plugs I got a white girl that really like to shoot when it's drama time Man your life is dramatized That's a lot of lies You've been sodomized By Uncle Sam Monkey still on your knuckles man I'm chucklin' to the bank Gimme them keys [Interlude: Sir Michael Rocks] Banco I told you, you must never perform the forbidden jutsu and you did. You have removed the seal and turned your soul over to the Jinchuriki Kage bunshin no jutsu [Hook: Sir Michael Rocks] Ay man I'm running with the teleporter trigger nigga, money in the bank On the other side so don't say it's sunny when it ain't Walking through the desert all by myself I'm praying to the moon, he said "I can't help" [Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks] So why they wait to pay respects to a nigga when he dead With pictures on their shirts with all the quotes that he said I'm standing on the ledge with a cannon on my head I ain't planned to be the man, it just fell into my hands like a bouquet Stay ready so I ain't have to get ready Palms sweaty, I told the driver he should drive steady Cause he swerving Nigga got me spilling my bourbon And I'm not gon' be the one cock a heater run up and you could get serviced I put you in a box and lock you inside and fill it with venomous serpents I was searching for the same thing that we all look for And that gold mine that’s inside of us that they say we had since diapers but Life a bitch and they really want us to forget who we really are but I can't (fuck that) I'm in the paint mixing I'm imitating thanksgiving every dinner Nigga everybody's idol vasto banco imperial the saga Eating DMT in Nicaragua Watching all this power turn the weak into a monster [Interlude: Sir Michael Rocks] There's probably not any meaning in life. Maybe you could find something interesting to do while you're here and alive. Like how you found that flower; like how I found you [Hook]