The Golden Rule

Lyrics

[Hook: Mr. Grey] All around the world Not a damn thing gonna change So I maintain no sway Is in there sewing up the game Taking these squares to school Man gotta do what he gotta do Don't fuck with a boss on the move That's the golden rule [Verse 1: Mr. Grey] I was told when I was young never back down Never let another man tell you how to act now When I find on the day-to-day grind So many unchanged minds A piece that designed Laugh in the face of time Cutting the cord loosing a lifeline Better my [tight time?] Bleed through this pen real life I'm writing My blood is the ink that scribbles across the page Wives be on my age paid painting pictures of scriptures Wars wage And the end of days Where every kid has an AK Where we fight for water and live in space Wrong time right place Whiz grace replace Same death but new face I can never list social supposed No melody label me as an outcast Maybe I'm the anomaly Keep my heat on the mic Get my ears on the street My voice in the wind and my soul in the beat [Hook: Mr. Grey] All around the world Not a damn thing gonna change So I maintain no sway Is in there sewing up the game Taking these squares to school Man gotta do what he gotta do Don't fuck with a boss on the move That's the golden rule [Verse 2: Rappin' 4tay] Treble clef, bass clef, kicks and high hats Fifty thousand fans going ham player loving that Standing ovations lacing radio stations all across the nation Plus we keep kush blazing I'm from the west where they bust just like bonanza Sprung or rap and sold out extravaganzas If there's a cure for this man I don't want that Go get us some strippers I'm in my natural habitat Coke white TJ Jones and thick women Grab my 410 Mr. Grey got us big pimping Legend of my own time squatting through the state line Boss on the move shaking yellow tape and chalk lines Dark block street corners Hookers on the move too Stacking the mack and here's something all y'all can groove to Music comes a savage beast through major tragedies Formalities and bring us back to reality Yeah [Hook: Mr. Grey] All around the world Not a damn thing gonna change So I maintain no sway Is in there sewing up the game Taking these squares to school Man gotta do what he gotta do Don't fuck with a boss on the move That's the golden rule [Verse 3: Gift of Gab] How to kill the track and Show em what they lack rant Circle linked around a rapper suckers really can't stand Up against my plan gram Wizard of the jam plan Now put into motion so these lyrics written can stand For something out of nothing Setback is my hand-rant Through a pad with just a pen my mental is expanding Destined to get aunts ran This could be my last chance Somewhat like the front but they aren't too mentally advanced Catastrophic verbal avalanche on your assets Cash this epiphany uplifting many masses Casket or never does it make me what I am just Talent falling from above no other rapper can test When I go on tour I get relentless and I can't rest Every time I play I play to win I want and can't miss Battle me you can't you'll get ran through an antler Then handed your ass on a stand with some Advil And Aspirin to take away the massive orgasms The last of a dying breed of rappers is spazzing Come travel through the vastness Of my mental taverns Outlasting the last rappers Striving to go back Then I blast like a cannon and thrash men at random The rap floor bonanza commander and captain You're trapped in my patterns of thought holding you When I smash now you have learned it my golden rule [Hook: Mr. Grey] All around the world Not a damn thing gonna change So I maintain no sway Is in there sewing up the game Taking these squares to school Man gotta do what he gotta do Don't fuck with a boss on the move That's the golden rule