Verse 1

Damn I had a bad nightmare and I’m the type that never gets scared
Felt like I was back in Oneonta had in on a poppin dude was so proper
I’ve been hated on but that’s easy money
You can hate on me but take it easy money
It was all a dream nah it’s too big
I’d be proud to go wood like two twigs
But you aint even listening fam
Teknician volume 3 tell your friends who I am
Who I are/ in the sky at night I’m a star
I’m the sun/ I’m the one I’m neo all over the geo
Doing it for my people/ leave it alone
Hip Hop is so evil/ I am great we are not equals
This is the masterpiece after the sequel

Hook

Been around the world
I seen it all too
Went through the fire
Did it all for you
Look at all the fans
They looking lost kid
Ran out of ammo I’m so exhausted

Background
(I’m so exhausted now
I have been around this world
I’m so exhausted, so exhausted
I’m tired)


Verse 2

I try to relax but I’m just so deep
Like trying to get air time but you just too street
And have to change your ways
For both worlds to meet
But I’m in a 3rd dimension you can’t see
And probably goes deeper than the bottom of the sea
Plus I’m so complicated/ like the race when Obama was nominated
I grew up in the church congregated
If you took statistics you’d say I kind of made it
But never to the top/ cause I’m not fabricated
I’m not fabulous either/ just magnificent speaker
Immaculate imagine that I am not having that
If this is hip hop I created a new habitat
Where all the crack addicts can lose their habits at
I’m nice and I still got thoughts
So if I don’t win I’m still not lost
But I need doe it cost money to be the boss

Hook

Been around the world
I seen it all too
Went through the fire
Did it all for you
Look at all the fans
They looking lost kid
Ran out of ammo I’m so exhausted

Background
(I’m so exhausted now
I have been around this world
I’m so exhausted, so exhausted
I’m tired)

Verse 3

Is this the end yo it might be
Might be the last chance
Better save that last dance
I could have gone on my own
And try to make it better
With Emc on tour get a little a cheddar
Offered a new job but it’s a behind the desk
Behind the boards/ Is where I work best
You know I love music/ but is it worth stress
Should I have been at the Grammy’s as the worst dressed
Cause right now all I’m feeling is I’m worthless
And I’m sleeping way too much
But How can you sleep when I write this tough
The land of make believe couldn’t make this up
Been built to last too like he spits cashews
The boy is nuts he’s out of his rocker
When he brainstorms by himself he’s out of his dockers
Only Australian fires have ever been hotter