There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. Call me a beat fanatic, for music I’m an addict. Melodies, that make the soul bleed, I gotta have it. On top of this, words out my oesophagus Have the power to lift, a grown hippopotamus. I must admit, that I hoped for better days. For me living in poverty, was a phase. Now I’m getting that gwap, before I walk in the spot. If Vinum’s on the track you already know that its “HOT.” Each bars lethal, I’m the resident evil. Out to get chedda, like Inceptions sequel. My pen is fire, I write wearing oven mitts. With this hot chick Vix, doing tongue gymnastics. Can u dig it, that’s the life of Tyger V. Smoking home-grown tree, of skunk blueberry. Need a mon Cherie, who sings like Aretha. Cuz our love will be epic, like Solomon and Sheba. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. Shorty liked my cologne, I thought it was funny. I wasn’t wearing cologne, she could smell money. Attracts girls like honey, gold diggers after change. Vampires, trying to stick their fangs in my veins. I wanna live like Dead Prez, let’s all get free. From small minded people, with slave mentality. Hip-Hop used to be, five parts of energy. Turning street violence, into creativity. Now all you see, smeared across the T.V. Pimped and commercialized, by the industry. Gangsta wannabes, flashing signs and jewellery. Puppets for the New World Order, prophesy. It’s a 3 ring circus, without Barnum and Bailey. I knew about roots, before Alex Haley. No hate I understand, get paid how you can. But destroy the art form, and be left with empty hands. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. Beats and rhymes, mixed with bottles of white liquor. Make the walls move, like waves when you shiver. My poor liver, may not survive this personality. Living life like a dream, with one foot in reality. Another casualty, to big ambitions in life. Rags to riches story, no greedy ex-wife. I’m a self-made thousandaire, getting paid. Each time my songs played, like Ed I got it made. Laid my own lane, cuz Vinum’s barred from entry. Put your best against him, watch the upset of the century. I break opponents mentally, cage fight UFC. Losing their voice, like they had a tracheotomy. Flawless victory, unanimous decision. When O.G.’s dropped jewels, I listened. Create your own fate, and have no regrets. While crushing haters under your feet, like insects. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open.

There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. Call me a beat fanatic, for music I’m an addict. Melodies, that make the soul bleed, I gotta have it. On top of this, words out my oesophagus Have the power to lift, a grown hippopotamus. I must admit, that I hoped for better days. For me living in poverty, was a phase. Now I’m getting that gwap, before I walk in the spot. If Vinum’s on the track you already know that its “HOT.” Each bars lethal, I’m the resident evil. Out to get chedda, like Inceptions sequel. My pen is fire, I write wearing oven mitts. With this hot chick Vix, doing tongue gymnastics. Can u dig it, that’s the life of Tyger V. Smoking home-grown tree, of skunk blueberry. Need a mon Cherie, who sings like Aretha. Cuz our love will be epic, like Solomon and Sheba. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. Shorty liked my cologne, I thought it was funny. I wasn’t wearing cologne, she could smell money. Attracts girls like honey, gold diggers after change. Vampires, trying to stick their fangs in my veins. I wanna live like Dead Prez, let’s all get free. From small minded people, with slave mentality. Hip-Hop used to be, five parts of energy. Turning street violence, into creativity. Now all you see, smeared across the T.V. Pimped and commercialized, by the industry. Gangsta wannabes, flashing signs and jewellery. Puppets for the New World Order, prophesy. It’s a 3 ring circus, without Barnum and Bailey. I knew about roots, before Alex Haley. No hate I understand, get paid how you can. But destroy the art form, and be left with empty hands. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. Beats and rhymes, mixed with bottles of white liquor. Make the walls move, like waves when you shiver. My poor liver, may not survive this personality. Living life like a dream, with one foot in reality. Another casualty, to big ambitions in life. Rags to riches story, no greedy ex-wife. I’m a self-made thousandaire, getting paid. Each time my songs played, like Ed I got it made. Laid my own lane, cuz Vinum’s barred from entry. Put your best against him, watch the upset of the century. I break opponents mentally, cage fight UFC. Losing their voice, like they had a tracheotomy. Flawless victory, unanimous decision. When O.G.’s dropped jewels, I listened. Create your own fate, and have no regrets. While crushing haters under your feet, like insects. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open.

There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. Call me a beat fanatic, for music I’m an addict. Melodies, that make the soul bleed, I gotta have it. On top of this, words out my oesophagus Have the power to lift, a grown hippopotamus. I must admit, that I hoped for better days. For me living in poverty, was a phase. Now I’m getting that gwap, before I walk in the spot. If Vinum’s on the track you already know that its “HOT.” Each bars lethal, I’m the resident evil. Out to get chedda, like Inceptions sequel. My pen is fire, I write wearing oven mitts. With this hot chick Vix, doing tongue gymnastics. Can u dig it, that’s the life of Tyger V. Smoking home-grown tree, of skunk blueberry. Need a mon Cherie, who sings like Aretha. Cuz our love will be epic, like Solomon and Sheba. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. Shorty liked my cologne, I thought it was funny. I wasn’t wearing cologne, she could smell money. Attracts girls like honey, gold diggers after change. Vampires, trying to stick their fangs in my veins. I wanna live like Dead Prez, let’s all get free. From small minded people, with slave mentality. Hip-Hop used to be, five parts of energy. Turning street violence, into creativity. Now all you see, smeared across the T.V. Pimped and commercialized, by the industry. Gangsta wannabes, flashing signs and jewellery. Puppets for the New World Order, prophesy. It’s a 3 ring circus, without Barnum and Bailey. I knew about roots, before Alex Haley. No hate I understand, get paid how you can. But destroy the art form, and be left with empty hands. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. Beats and rhymes, mixed with bottles of white liquor. Make the walls move, like waves when you shiver. My poor liver, may not survive this personality. Living life like a dream, with one foot in reality. Another casualty, to big ambitions in life. Rags to riches story, no greedy ex-wife. I’m a self-made thousandaire, getting paid. Each time my songs played, like Ed I got it made. Laid my own lane, cuz Vinum’s barred from entry. Put your best against him, watch the upset of the century. I break opponents mentally, cage fight UFC. Losing their voice, like they had a tracheotomy. Flawless victory, unanimous decision. When O.G.’s dropped jewels, I listened. Create your own fate, and have no regrets. While crushing haters under your feet, like insects. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open. There’s four walls and four walls man, Four walls damn and it’s all closing in. One roof and, one floor and, One door that, just won’t open.