Thank you thank you
Thank you, Ladies and Gentlemen
You are too kind
Seeing as how you have chosen, to gather here
On this fine day of our Lord
It’s only right
That we hit you with another mother... Banga

Verse

Welcome to the pinnacle
You are now connected to the heart like a ventricle
O.D. on the beat like the flow laced with fentanyl
But this that, always pure and uncut
Was raised by the lions
And I laid in the cobra's clutch
Now let me show you what that venom do
I spit about a million verses, yeah you know I penned a few
And every single word is true
I’m Cole like unforgettable
And this the definition of me rapping like the rent is due
Yeah I’m Efren Reyes how I break it down
I stay on cue, I’m working on two commas in front of the decimal
My girl she look like Lucy Liu
If shawty bust it open
Then I ate it like some tentacles
You know that I’m a menace boo
Them other boys is foul like some technicals
Speeding down the fast lane
But focused like it’s ten and two, I’m telling you
Yeah
My family tree is alcoholics and Buddhist priests
My eulogy is strictly between you and me
You know I come in peace but never take my kind for weak
A living mystery, the missing piece
So you should love me while I’m here
Cause when I’m gone y’all be missing me
Yeah

Hook

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Making all this fuckin bread getting dough (getting dough)
I got voices in my head yes I know (yes I know)
I been living on the edge, but I been saying all my prayers
And I think it’s gettin clear, here we go (here we go)

Verse

Awn
So turn me up then sit back and enjoy the majesty
A multitude of flows I unload on you like a factory
Of factually implicit waves that flood ya whole anatomy
A sonic Trojan horse, you let me in, I'm bringing the cavalry
How cavalier of me, to circumvent a near calamity
Like dodging obstacles while she fellay me on the freeway
I know they mad at me, cuz I’m on wax more than a candle be
And naturally, I'm spittin that shit that have all their bitches stannin me
Had to cut some people off cause I was gettin social atrophy
No doubt I'd rather be, conducting studies in my laboratory
So casually, I embark in Napoleon tradition
On my mission to christen these instrumentals like a Christian
Got more lines than soup kitchens
In a school for fly fishing
It’s the red eyed jedi, never catch me with my high missing
I be spinnin like a Beyblade, let it rip, I do it daily
Pimp been ripping on microphones before the Fugees had a lady
Chose this life before I chose this body, yeah I know it's crazy
But the truth is I’m the truest to ever do this, so who could blame me
I been saying all my prayers, and I done conquered all my fears
Now I'm pulling up with the phantom to the show, Figaro

Hook

Making all this fuckin bread getting dough (getting dough)
I got voices in my head yes I know (yes I know)
I been living on the edge, but I been saying all my prayers
And I think it’s gettin clear, here we go (here we go)