[NOM & Jade Hook]
Let that eye of Horus behold
And every chorus be gold
'Cause when the porridge is cold
You either flourish or fold
(repeat x2)
You either flourish or fold
[NOM verse 1]
And its just, slow rhymes and fast cash
Kill your favorite rapper have the country at half mast
Not half bad, you half assed n*gga you past trash
Make the same face like I passed gas
That last laugh always goes to the victor
You fallin victim to the rhythm every time it hits your system
Give a listen to the dope diction, dont even listen to the pulp fiction
f*ck around and pull up to the scene with your hopes missin
The grandsons of share croppers, now rhyme spitters and snare poppers
& we don't really ask for much just a couple f*ckin bucks
And that you give us our fair propers
And let that eye of horus behold
And every chorus be gold
Cause when the porridge is cold
You either flourish or fold
[Calliko verse 2]
You either fold or you flourish
Stomach is malnourished
I worked and worked til I earned it
And now I'm hot as a furnace
Vultures plottin and lurkin'
Yearning for mils to come
I feel so close to success its at the tip of my tongue
I got a gift these words thats dispersing out of my lungs
Put any number on jerseys ain't nothing like number one
I turn fun into funds, acc*mulating these sums
I stared in the face of danger and fought when the others run
A lot of Facebook gangsters out here bumping their gums
Claiming they shooting opps ain't even purchased a gun
How you flier than pilots but yet you dressed as a bum
Ain't the best at mathematics but sh*t just ain't adding up
Or am I just over thinking
You either float or you'll be the only boat that is sinking
All of us got dreams but none of us really sleeping
Defending reigning champs coming hard every season n*gga
[NOM & Jade Hook x2]
Let that eye of Horus behold
And every chorus be gold
'Cause when the porridge is cold
You either flourish or fold
(repeat x2)
You either flourish or fold