[Aceyalone:]

You can lock your door from the thief, never the liar

I got a firm belief, fight fire with fire

When there's one too many chiefs, all the indians conspire

And somebody gotta go so I can take it higher

Cause I'm a live wire, underneath the radar

State of the art parts, Darth Black Vader

Quicker than a shotgun blast on the trader

Baddest motherfucker both sides the equator

Ready and available, heavily equipped

Steadily my boat rock, but it never flip

I'm heavy hand on the plan tryin to get a grip

Permanent underdog, it's all in the script

My bars went way up, ego went through the roof

I swallowed the truth right along with my pride

I died and came back again, buildin up my stack again

When the world tries to back you in, then you've gots to ride

Lone vigilante, bounty hunter nomad

Boba Fett, no regrets, everything load-ed

My mind is the only thing heavy when I tote it

The one to go down with the last bridge and you know that

Head barely on straight, my heart's in the right place

Still workin on my masterpiece, plannin for the great escape

Get a load of me, look at how I'm takin shape

And I'm so far ahead of the game, make no mistake

Last of the Mohicans, a reverand deacon

Minister Maximillion speakin, heat seakin

I'd rather leave your mind open than to leave it leakin

Aceyalone-wolf, forever and a weekend

The Goddess said she loved me, angels said they had my back

How the hell could I lose, I accept my fate and that was that

Jumped off a moving train to do my thang on the track

Stopped in the heat of the moment, for the impact