Impala - Craig Xen

, aye, turn that shit up kiwi, yeah, turn the headphones up, alright, look, ba-back in this bitch, sipping my actavis script, mixing and mastering hits, back in the lab cause i'm passionate, actually making shit happen, ya'll blabbering lips, tell 'em quit calling my phone, only at peace when i'm up in my zone, feast upon beats i got beasts in my flesh, let 'em unleash when i piece out my songs, ripping the mic, flipping my tongue, sippin' a sprite, ripping a bone, all of my life i been dreaming of this, now i'm living my dream and i'm up in my zone, built up an attitude on the way up, feeling no gratitude don't give a fuck, don't give a fuck about nothing you're saying, cause i'm elevated and ya'll niggas stuck, yuh, bitch, i'm the type of nigga to expand your mind with just one sentence, convertible like a pool, my nigga drop the top we just jump in it, finish line, i'm gone hit it, can't finish grinding got no limits, can't mess with time that clock ticking, when money talks we should all listen, mother fuckers they know i can flow like this, blowing o's in the sky you don't smoke like this, kill 32 tracks, like they on death row, i'ma shoot for the top, don't step in my scope, and fuck going broke, woah!" all i hear every time i step through the door