[Chorus: Grouch]nNo strings are attachednThis is who I amnMy rap is not an actnI am my own mannnI don't want it to be how it used to benI want it to be how it is nownA lot of people wanna see what they're used to seeingnI show those people I'm a good damn human beingnMan of the earthnFree thinkin' firstnThen comparin' notesnWith the ones that you wrotenI don't live for votesnI tally my own quotesnYou rally in the alley with your style-ee on dopenI got respect for thatnSomeone should write you a check for thatnIt's my movie, I wear the director's hatnYou've got creative control thoughnI'll hit you off later with the paper let's rollnIt's all soulnMusic, I love itnMake it in my home replicate it for the publicnThen spread itnThrough our own company'snthat are headednBy our own fuckin' homiesnNobody owns menMy mom named me CoreynSam called me a number, had to tell ‘em my storynI love life, my wife and break moldsnI'm on the dice, feels right, take holdnn[Chorus]nn(Why would you wanna try to break down this?) [x3]n(Why would you wanna try?)nnI'm from the burrito truck villagenHis trunk, you could feel itnPain can't heal itnRain might wash you awaynTo L.A., plastic face templenDon't generalize, there's none in South CentralnAdd it togethernI'm mad at the weathernThat's just for startersnNever had it betternIt must be the cheddarnCheese on my sandwichnI pay extra for that, just like I planned itnMy boat landednWe're both strandednI wrote candidnBut you can understand it thoughnNever been brandednSpit it how I penned itnFrom the ground upnI do what not many men didnCareers open-endednFor years shows attendednMy peers, stay open mindednThey go rewind it.nFrom Diego to New YorknTrue dedication make it work put it in QuarknRecycle itnHomie beat juggle itnDo it your way and see how big the bubble getsnCause that's the shit!nn[Chorus]n(Why would you wanna try to break down this?) [x3]n(Why would you wanna try?)nn(We getting better baby!nAin't no stopping us now!nLiving Legends baby!nWe on top of the pile!) [x3]