[Verse One]
When I go to the club
I stand in the back in the shadows
I stay indiscreet in the heat of the night
Just a beat and a mic
It would be a highlight to find
A fox to lock but there's too many cocks to block
My way in and the walks are wide
In the darkness I hide
Got some private slide in pocket just in case the fate takes a hold of me
Cracking jokes in the back
Is a finicky, panic pitching
Jester
Lacking folks to fuck with he steps on my sneakers
He's a tweeker
Flashing on me
115 pounds of energy doesn't mix with a buster
In God I trust so I deter
The negative retaliation from occur4ing
Evaluation
This fool is friendless and he's a drunk
Occupation
Full time fuck up and q punk
This stinks
He throws an insult at me so I spit in his drink
Disappear in the crowd to let a laugh out laugh
Retaliation leads me to break in blink
(I need a drink)
[Verse Two: Luckyiam.PSC]
You won't last long
Like a black dude on Road Rules
Out here in the Real World, (that's fake) what's new?
They knew you consume a high volume
Assume they position to fit they mold
Dare to be bold in society
Retaliate, fold
The rule book crumble, it roll
So can I be blunt now without feelings getting poked?
Jumped up on stage and headliners getting smoked
Pass it around from town to town back and forth
If you rip us then the show was hella dope
Overall props to y'all who be putting work
Damn I love it

[Hook: Luckyiam.PSC]
Stuffy in club with hella people I never met
Give me a mic, end of the night, new respect
Instant
You would bet us if you want to win
Odds of us falling off I would say 1 to 10
Not 10 to 1, doesn't matter I just be having fun
Living this life, doing our thing don't bother no one
Incredible effort is shown when we be on the mic
Damn I love it
[Sunspot talking]
It's a face off. Nowhere to move. It's a face off. Nowhere to move!

[Verse Three: Sunspot Jonz]
Stop and retaliate
Don't let your fate be determined by the hate
Then others in the Bible with brothers
But on Earth we out here killing each other
So the fire prevail on Earth
Through Hell
As a child at birth
They tell, Heaven's in the clouds untouched by fingernails
But Hell's swells, below
So why do they bury your ass when you go?
I feel like I sold my soul
To evil gimmicks
Made by bitch kings, want to own everything
Including our minds then we let it survive through the times
Stop and retaliate before your time is gone
Self, knowledge, wisdom
Don't fall to ignorance, run as one
With the moon, you won't play my tunes
Cause we don't fit your commercial playlist?
I'm pissed to the point I twist your whole world around
Till all people wanna hear now is underground
And every time they see your bitch ass they putting you down
You little sell out
Get the hell out
You performed in jail trying to get bailed out
I'm smacking that ass up, where's my cup?
And that's Sunspot
Yeah it don't stop now
R-r-r-r-rev-rev-rev

Stop and retaliate!

[Hook] {x2}