G5

Massive, soul of massive destruction
Machine, it's harder than you imagine
And even if the matrix is sad
My sky is blue like the crips and the mavericks
They hit me but I don't feel it
On the battlefield, in my
Veins flows champagne

In my head, bills are pacing back and forth
They only lend me love
That I don't give back
I wouldn't be here without my audience
Look at the fake MCs on my desk
Ninety-two easy unit

They think they're 'maybach music'
But they're 'morbac music'
Against all odds
Unfortunately, I'm separated from some brothers
Let's avoid touchy subjects
The important thing is not the fall but the landing
G-five!