[Verse 1]
 I’m back in the building (nope) this is arabMUZIK Islamic extremist
 I’ll crash to ya building, with bombs attached to the ceiling
 Detonated, going off, the flow is charged, I’m like LeBron
 With Reggie Miller’s shooting Arc, I’m so evolved
 I am, defiant, just going hard, my whole day is like
 The last seconds Owen Hart had saw when he was falling off

You know what’s odd? If you just go by bars
 I should be bigger than Big Sean featured on Hova’s songs
 And golfing with Oprah, dog
 I don’t lower my guard
 My thoughts orbit extra solar planets
 Then travel back to feed data to rovers in Mars
 (Yeh Yeh) I’m on it, Peter Parker mixed with Carnage
 That’s the karma for you haters, now just look at what you started (OH)
 R.O.A.M got shine, know you hate that, rhymes with swag is a great match
 I’m rushing to fame so I can palm Rihanna’s ass, A$AP
 RapGenius, there’s ya best line, take that
 What’s the deal? Make a bet, I’ll raise that
 I am boom-bap mixed with a Drake track
 That new shit, sound like System Of A Down somewhere
 Mashed with some Wu-Shit, none compares, powered and fierce
 Cowards are scared, drowning in fear (Drowning in fear)
 Watching my comp just shrinking while I’m running though’em
 Like I got lightning in Mario Kart, from the start, damn how is that fair?
 (How is that fair?)
 I am prepared, to go to lengths unmatched, I see through ya plots
 These peeps are so feeble, they stuntin’ like Evel Knievel
 Deceive you & leave you to rot
 Beep Beep, I weave through these slobs
 This Rican’ll speed ’til his region is locked
 I love these blogs, but I should be featured on Ripley’s Believe It or Not!

[Bridge]
 You know this dude’s flames, on top of the food chain
 Sorry y’all, this is Not Featuring 2Chainz
 Uh, Uh, Uh… this is Not Featuring 2Chainz
 The R.O.A.M, bitch, I created a new lane

[Verse 2]
 To Gotham I’m Bruce Wayne, in fact I ain’t too sane
 I’ll pull the ground out from underneath this game, I’m the new Bane
 You dude’s playing, are too plain
 Look I’ll knock ya head off
 Light it into flames (quick) then kick it through you, like Liu Kang

Your crew’s lame, I’m koo-koo, Kruger stalking your team
 So tell me how could you Meek Millz it
 While getting Chased through your Dreams
 Aye, it ain’t, never, as safe as it seems
 I made my own way, as I blazed through this scene, faithfully
 Stayed through my course, while I catered to no one
 Nobody done gave me a thang
 Nuh, I took it , fuck a hand out, with lyrics embedded with substance, check
 Merited, credited, expected it, still, I took a breath, for my suffering, (UNH)
 Most that hated like suckers, are now like, “Please let’s discuss this”
 This ain’t not no flick with Janet and ‘Pac kissing, but that’s Poetic Justice