We are the makers, and we are The dreamers of dreams, come less, nothing less
Well, I bet you that I get the last laugh, bet you that my funerals And the tune you all is my crew's shit New shit or old, it don't I get swole in the zone where you gather I'm alone but together with the
Not really knowin' where I'm goin' but my to provoke thoughts lots, show some fools the ropes to hop Scope the top from above it, love it, then it alone I believe that I'm grown the way Owin' the bay for goin' astray, now away that bag in American Beauty, truly blessed And less, nothing less
I'm nothin' less than a criminal minimal convictions up my customers, a hustler of the diction Crushin' my afflictions, I'm in the mind, depends on who you ask And I can do anything dependin' on the I tend to be on blast more than not a rock and a hard place, I soften my spot, talkin' a lot
That's if my CD's played But if not the case then I had nothin' to say My been tight since we was up in the bay Been down for a while, now watch us as we it, up and away Somethin' to play when you're laying on Felt the love when I this So I know y'all what I'm sayin' on tracks
Nothing less, nothing And less, nothing less And less, nothing less
The first step was birth, now forever cursed to his self-worth The second step was Had to make that move he even grew teeth The third step, awareness He could trip over the next if he's careless That next step, number four, was Can't touch it without steppin' the other above
As he froze for a ignoring the remaining ones He was approachin', stolen Lookin' at his hands to see what he was holdin' Nothin', empty, no choice but to goin' The fifth step like a misstep, it was a re-evaluation of the first four The anxiety, fear of what it for Caught in somewhere between the earths and the first floor
When he finally made it to six He no longer see it for what it is All of his views and family and were askew Number six had twisted by the previous two The step, the seventh, was the only thing left kept him outside of Heaven One last breath and everything could be Life death, man's final lesson
Nothing less, nothing
Nothing less, god bless the days I rest in this mess 'life' Trying to be the best for the dressed Female, but she brings hell In the wishing well, I drown pieces of my Born to rebel, I'm the black James Dean of the Yellin' at shows like in Cali, I blow rhyme under the trees Wanabee's talk shit all day, but got a tape to play Nothing genuine to say so they bite the man Like they gonna make him the man In this crusade, the future looks black like taye forehead We can't go and let the whack break our spirit
Nothing less, less, nothing less
I know my are high but I refuse to lay low No compromises, only improvises, from what I manifest in the though they say, "No", I follow through if it's true You know type of serious questions are asked in a playful manner So if are wrong, they can act like it's a joke? "What do you do for a living?", that's the they spoke When they first heard that I wrote to alive While workin' nine to five
I work just as hard as you but got a different And while you focus on me be all that I am All of Siam, while others run at the with nothing to show I'ma use I know, manipulating my flow From here to there, I the situation From what is unsuitable to something beautiful The is legendary, and nothing less