Vizionz at the top thrown' work to the bottom
All eyes on the rocks, miss the glock hand that shot 'em
Fall back into black clouds, smoke 'em if you got 'em
Won't hang with a wack crowd slangin' what I brought 'em

Yeah I brought 'em for you, tryin'a push you thru
But I ain't your fuckin' dad, I ain't settin' the rules
Come correct, fix yourself or you'll feel this boot
Tearing up your wack ass like a blade through fruit
I don't get up to no good 'cause there ain't no proof that
Bein' me won't advance, crack that ol' glass roof
Yeah I checked that pudding and then I ate that scoop
And it gave me more strength then I ever coulda knew
Now I shoot big guns up at even bigger people
Might end up shot back but that's just the way the beat go
I ain't scared, tho I'm cautious and paranoid as fuck
Guess I'm crazy, well that's just my luck, I still got them

Vizionz at the top thrown' work to the bottom
All eyes on the rocks, miss the glock hand that shot 'em
Fall back into black clouds, smoke 'em if you got 'em
Won't hang with a wack crowd slangin' what I brought 'em

Hold my wife and dream about the perfect life and what it means
Can I find meaning in anything other than stress relief?
Bigger visions lead to bigger work and ain't about that
Gotta put it in tho if I wanna hang up my hat
Sunny it may seem in the summer's lovely beams but the
Damn humidity got me sweatin' thru the seams and
I'm waiting for the heat just to die down a bit right
Before the snow hits six months in this bitch
Money money money money money money money
Never got enough, it's too little or too much, funny
How they tell you more money more problems
But you can't conceive of that shit at the bottom
Then you get up and realize it's all the same
Everybody's trapped inside the same old fleshy frame
Tryin' to give purpose to the endlessly mundane
Hoping anyone remember the name, ain't it strange? Seein'

Vizionz at the top thrown' work to the bottom
All eyes on the rocks, miss the glock hand that shot 'em
Fall back into black clouds, smoke 'em if you got 'em
Won't hang with a wack crowd slangin' what I brought 'em