Turning it, ay
Paranoid avenue I'm turning it backwards
I don't know what I'd do without standards
I don't know what I'd do with that baggage
Leave me alone in tha secret passage
Ahhh
We got way older yet they act so childish though
My last resort is to fly round tha globe
And maybe I'll find a lil team I can trust to tha bone
All on my own
Ima out do all my foe
I don't hold no resentment for people I knew
Or for no one I know
Man this shit getting old
Getting two high two just get up and go, go
Re-wire my brain and then tighten tha bolts
I'm tha problem at hand really lo and behold
Ahhh
This shit getting old, this shit getting old
Do it all on my own woah
Ima out do all my foe
Yea this shit getting old, all on my own
All on my own, all on my own
All on my own, all on my own, woah