[Hook: Aly Alonzo]
Souls in the sky
Planets align
Search and you'll find the hands of time are in rewind
Whispers from below
They will tell you why
When stars explode and it's foretold that you will die...


This is your favorite rapper's eulogy
We soon to be rockin famous rapper jewelry
Excuse the lunacy, you'll have to get used to me
As I go from "Who is he?" to "Bitch, why dont you google me?"
We took a time machine into rome
Studied how the kings is dethroned
Seems to me everything that we know
Is destined to be an antique of the old
They always looking for the next Jordan
They usually just end up Ben Gordon
Fame come and go in 15 minute intervals
We tryna be one of the few that can bend the rules
We living in the Matrix
When you believe that, you can make it
From making whack shit in the basement
To the sky putting handprints in the pavement

[Hook]

[Verse 2: OwdaBounds]
We found fate in a horoscope
Pies made of lies being shoved down the poor kid's throat
A big voice caught on the short end though
So everybody always wanna write me off like a mortgage note
Don't call it crazy cuz you just don't understand it
But do understand that it's crazy and a little candid
They ask us if we're worried about working the boundaries
Mother fucker spell my name and tell me how I am sounding
Man, fuck this. still ain't reppin us?
The track ain't even over and yet they still question us
They fucking ignorant they must be sippin shit from seven cups
And all the others rappers swag and diamonds will be left to dust
Trust me when I say I'm headed for your pockets
But step on my osiris and I'm cornrow wallace
Cuz I always keep it 1 followed by 2 zeroes
You just witnessed the death of all your heroes


Don't lose your way
The ones you follow
Are here today
Will be gone tomorrow