What goes around comes around
It's almost circular and cyclical
Sometimes proportions can get biblical
But when it comes to all the bullshit
You gotta get invincible
Problems are miniscule
When it all falls down
There's no mercy for the pitiful
Not to be political
When it comes to yours and mine
You know I want residuals
I'm comin through kicking doors
Let em know I'm going straight to the top
And when I'm done with this spot I'll let you know
Let it go I don't need your opinion unless you're telling me that I'm a pro
Let em know!
What does it take to get through to you?
Do I gotta light a god damn fire?
And break some fuckin windows too!?
We're not here to be ridiculed
I'll show you how to be the man when the world tries to shit on you
I wrote the operation manual
I got it down to a science when I stripped it to the granule
So you can never tear me down down
No you can never wear me out
So tell me what you really wanna do
If you're gonna give them hell
You gotta be prepared to take it to
This one is not for the broken
This song is not for the hopeless
Only the strong survive and this is the opus
