Verse 1 (Ampino)
Return of the rebel
Cut deep when Im clearing
My mental
Like every line I write
I sharpen the pencil
Coz this is on point pyramin amo
I dont pop pills coz I don't have to
To come up with this shit
I guess Im a natural
The word play is something
You shouldn't play with
Play the song and stop stressing bout tempo's
Nothing less then all I got I dont settle
And I needed all the critism
No it didn't break me down
It my motivation
Never got my shot
So I fire bomb missile launch I been patiently waiting
So wavy need a surf board
But the grind really got you
Thinking we skating
Since 15 16's blazing
Heat worth about 2 or three satans