R.O.E. - Our Own Lyrics

We first started, recording rhymes in Slikk's apartment
Cool Edit Pro 2 until I got Logic
Pushing thru the scene with no begging for pardons
We Backpackers
While half the world was filled with robots and martians
Food for thought when they starve like Marvin
But what we drop hit precise like a marksman
We killing the game, dearly departed
Not for the fainthearted, y'all this a revolution
They simple minded so it's tough to talk evolution
Not knowing that we were the next to do this
Swear they all dropped the ball, New Year's resolution
Now they scrambling to try to pick it up
Still it's people telling me that I should switch it up
But they say that if ain't broke don't fix
Especially when it's as good as this

We got our own thang
Yo we, we got our own thang
Broke the rules and yea we played our own game
Why
Cuz we, we got our own thang

Now they finally respect it
But still I feel a need to address it
And still feel like that nigga not to eff with
Ya hottest rhymes couldn't even touch my press kit
So please pardon my arrogance
God-willing, God-ordained, it's so evident
Competition to me is all so irrelevant
Cuz I've seen where my wild dreams have never been
Seeing is believing, they see it, now believing
Haters want to hate, let me give them haters reason
Claiming that they loyal but I see a lot of treason
Swear them niggas fickle with the seasons
They saying that we won't succeed if we don't comply
Saying fans will jump ship if we don't provide
Every move we made was met with a strong deny
So now it's like we get high on our own supply

We got our own thang
Yo we, we got our own thang
Broke the rules and yea we played our own game
Why
Cuz we, we got our own thang