They say I'm stuck, in the fucking past
Foo I'm stuck on the shit, that make 'em blast
My catalog vast, select your topic
Plus ah new album coming, so you can copt it
Hard copy's, it collect the sider's
With that download shit, ain't no place you could find 'im
They be historic, it's about time you ignore it
And get with the presence about this digital story
But the music, is the most important
Become up an idea than you start brain storming
See it forming, when the track come in
Cus when the track come in, the boss go all in 
So homie, I ain't never been doubt it
Cus from day fucking one, C Rock been bout it
Cus from day fucking one C Rock been 'bout it
I was founded, your fucking ears
Now fetch me ah bucket with some cold ass beers
G Music gold siders is what they hearing from us
The sound of the team still wait on the truck
The beat is massive, it manifest in your mind
Heats come up out the stash, when I'm going for mine
G Music gold siders, is driving 'em mad
That they trying to find ah reason, for raiding my pad
The beat is massive, it unfold in your soul
Heats come up out the stash when it's time to get dough
I lost faith, in this C Rap movement
But if I don't keep it moving everything is ruined
For the money, it's not why I do it
I do it for the culture foo you already knew it
Pass the blunt, to take the edge off
If not you go see me take ah MC head off
Cus when I let off, it's rapid fire
Ese vatos tried ta duck, the dragon's fire
They get burned, when they playing with fire
I'm King C Rock, you address me as Sior
My attire, that prime suspect shit
The black grey hoodie, Tec-9 I'm moody
My reputation, speak for itself
Ese 20 years from now I'll be ah broke on ah shelf
Or maybe ah movie, or just ah myth
Bout ah g muthufucker lost in thee abyss
G Music gold siders is what they hearing from us
The sound of the team still wait on the truck
The beat is massive, it manifest in your mind
Heats come up out the stash when I'm going for mine
G Music gold siders, is driving 'em mad
That they trying to find ah reason, for raiding my pad
The beat is massive, it unfold in your soul
Heats come up out the stash when it's time to get dough
I just flow, I don't care what's hot
In my own fucking lane straight snorting that caine
Doing my thing, I don't listen a lot
I just listen for the cops when I serve on the block
I put ah dot, in between your eyes
And when I pull the fucking trigger it's guaranteed that 
you died
Muerto, asi te dejo
Ese layed your ass out, mi placaso Conejo
Yo no juego, pero ya lo savias
Like drogas on the calles, te dejo maliyas
Strung out, Methadol detox
Kicking dope in the room like it's never gon' stop
You never know, withdraws might kill you
I see you, round bullets gon' fill you
I could heal you, I put ah fix in ah spoon
Then I do my brujeria when the moon is full
G Music gold siders is what they hearing from us
The sound of the team still wait on the truck
The beat is massive, it manifest in your mind
Heats come up out the stash when I'm going for mine
G Music gold siders, is driving 'em mad
That they trying to find ah reason, for raiding my pad
The beat is massive, it unfold in your soul
Heats come up out the stash when it's time to get dough