WWW

[Verse 1: Nick Lupi]
Uh, uh
My first dealer told me, "Get too high and you might plummet"
Success requires a strong stomach
Talent alone, it won't cut it, you gotta want it
We thought gettin' signed was the summit
Then I learned that most managers were amateurs
Label staff might as well be the janitors
Can't depend on nobody's grind but your own, stay ravenous
Can't say that we ain't ran at it
Lost forty G's on the festival
That was expensive as far as flexin' goes
But we learnt that lesson, now it's onto the next one
One Dayer's make it back sevenfold
Told my agent, "No more shows at the casino"
But then I saw the offer with the zeros
Then I saw the coppers up in [?]
Now I'm eye level with the Keno, all I see though is

[Chorus 1: Nick Lupi & Jimmy Nice]
WWW
Uh, and the winner is
Everything come with a cost, 'specially bein' the boss
Every knock, every loss set you up for the
WWW
Yeah
Under heaven, May 11

[Verse 2: Jimmy Nice]
Look, look
All hail the name, James Capital
Ceremonial master spitters, I'm Benjamin Button to Master Splinter
Kids know who the king flower
Older cats may need a moment to think it over, like
One, two
Respect where respect's due, give it and get it from a few
But ah, is it bad I don't give a fuck?
Y'all mad I don't ride dick enough
Rose gold, stone cold when I got the pen bleedin'
Over three sixteens like Steve Austin
We may see a repeat of Boston
I fuck with the Constable 'bout as much as a number two
Shit, we leave that to the plumber dude
Pull rank or pull rug from up under you
We just another story to tell, see me IRL
Life's like a URL

[Chorus 2: Jimmy Nice]
WWW
Uh, and the winner is
WWW, don't you be gettin' too comfortable
I been round the ring round the lot of you
WWW
You a beginner kid
WWW, don't you be gettin' too...
Better get your shit right, Orbit out at midnight