Motion Picture

Let me take another sip, another sip, another sip...

[Verse One]

Populate my flow with concentrated growth

Hear my verses, hear my beats, you know I dominate at both

Got my nickname up in high school from this girl named Winta

Those was my early days, when I didn't have concern for figures

But times change...

I'm over-thinking everything, mind games...

Feel like it's feeding on my brain, now

I'm second guessing every effort, every sentence

Does my breath need less inflection, am I being too reflective?

Is such and such really better? Is my message even clever?

I'm apprehended by this pressure, but shall I surrender?

I look at my own team like, damn, I wish they would help me more

That's no diss, just being honest, already pressed record

So can't take it back, and plus I know my destiny's in my hand

**** man, I be stressin', maybe I should be more aggressive

I really got some demons I'm embarrassed bout'

Watch this verse become a motion picture, but what's Paramount was my fear

Was out in LA, man I'm sittin' here with a living legend

A living legend, the same one that made Resurrection

No I.D., but they all just called him "Dion"

And meanwhile I'm just overthinking, "should I play him 'Beyond'?

Should I play him "Mama Told Me" and all my other classics?"

But same old Damon, I just sat there being passive

I never said a word, never shared a verse

Then came back to Chicago acting like it never occurred

[Hook]

There's a million words hiding in my silence

There's a graveyard hiding in my closet

Can't be that same dude chillin' on the corner

So what you waiting on, tell me do you want it?

Look through my eyes maybe you can see the riot

Have you ever heard a storm that was quiet?

Can't be the same dude chillin' on the corner

So what you waiting on, tell me do you want it?

[Verse Two]

Sipping on that Templeton

Money short, no dividends

Bank account ain't got no zeros, yet I still be zeroed in

Got no time for simpletons

Bumping Andre Benjamin

In the crib, hit the shuffle now it starts that Eminem

'said you only get one shot,' only get one shot

I hope that ain't true, cause' I still got my gun cocked

Its 12:59, I'm in the club probably 'Shrine'

Sometimes it's lacking but tonight I see the hottest dimes

Yellow dress up in the corner red nails I think I want her

Hair braided to the side, nose ring, prima donna

God damn girl you're killing triple murder

Tell the judge tell your honor

Like a goddess from some folklore, oh lord

My god, swear I couldn't stop staring

I think I need another drink so I can get more daring

One shot, two shots, three shots, now I'm ready

Going for the gold, hang my banner, spray that confetti

Truthfully I got no game

But when that liquor hit me I be feeling vain

Told her my name, I swore our conversation was like magic

Now we dancing to some classic ****

Should I grab that ass, Damon don't be so passive

Had her laughing, we exchanged digits

I met my wife, I wonder if she had that same vision

Well let's see, that next morning had to text her

I told her she got me under

Sorry I don't remember who you are and lose my number

There's a million words hiding in my silence

There's a graveyard hiding in my closet

Can't be that same dude chillin' on the corner

So what you waiting on, tell me do you want it?

Look through my eyes maybe you can see the riot

Have you ever heard a storm that was quiet?

Can't be the same dude chillin' on the corner

So what you waiting on, tell me do you want it?