Rock-a-bye baby (Baby)
Listen to your heartbeat pumping to a fine (Fine)
Ravine of all things, it's the vein of a shrine (Shrine)
All missions impossible are possible 'cause I'm (Possible 'cause I'm)
Headed for a new sector
Three-sixty-five days from now, I'll wipe the sweat from my eye
And each and every true will stick or fall from the skies (Sky) of my cloud nine (Nine)
From homies all the way to chicks, no matter how fine (Fine)
Controlling is a swollen way to wreck a proud mind
You hold it in your hands and watch a man start crying (Start crying)
Tear after tear in the puppet man's hands (Uh)
Every time you take a stance, you do the puppet man's dance (Puppet man's dance)
And the world's at a standstill (Still), deep in broken-man's-ville
Trapped in the moat (Shit is ill) with an anvil, still (Still)
Killing yourself (Uh-huh), and dogging ya health
You ain't amphibious so grab a hold of yourself