[Verse One: Jise One]
You can't handle what I'm about
I'm smoked out in Amsterdam
With two fans, I'm all about my fam
Who's the boss? I used to love Sam
My slang is mostly homemade
Shoelace to hold my sweat pants
They sag to have my balls right
Rock chants carry ya weak stand
Eat cans of ravioli
Ghetto tours flyin on pan am
I'm too busy being a man to sucking on any soundscan
(Ayo, I bought a land!)
Not me, I'm walking these rough lands
that you reciting in your jams
I observed with sharper image scans
Slamdance give it a chance type talk
Hailstorm across the face
Human thesaurus, rhyme DNA, too many strands!
I dare you to try to cram this whole verse walkin on hot sand
Covered in coal with no hands
Swallow your soul and shitted burnt spa
Love Is Reason lyrics

My breath was coming fast
And as i make a start
You turn to go
oh, oh
I'll do what you want me to
I'll cry at the thought of the loss of a 
heart

Love is reason
Love is reason
Love is reason
Love is reason enough

My morals are changing fast
I told you it wouldn't last
You turn and go
oh, oh
I'll be what you want me to
m (damn!)
It's pretty easy to understand
But you don't know this man
Lt. doing his thang! (thang!)
Manhandle the track to bang! (bang!)
Nigga we got swang!
Swank mag' beneath my sink
I hold rank doing this thang! (thang!)

[Hook: Arsonists]
What you be about? - sunshine I try to prosper
What you be about? - females and lookin proper
What you be about? - spit rhymes that gotta rock yo
We be about - math
We be about - sex
We be about - love
We be about - life
What you be about? - my fam we tryin to live well
What you be about? - I'm just Swel, just tryin to be Swel
What you be about? - pourin out for those who fell
We be about - math
We be about - sex
We be about - love
We be about - life

[Verse Two: Swel Boogie]
I'm about lights, cameras, action
Status, mackin, Paris, r
I'm Scared lyrics

(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster)
When you wake up naked in the supermarket
trying to wash the stains off your nicotine habit
the sign on the wall reads " serve yourself"
with no one there to cover you
they try to make you grab it
"the tonight" show on closed circuit TV
close investigation shows the star is me
making jokes about your m-m-mental health
no names me
laxin
Waxin oooh, the hood what's up, representin, who Brooklyn what
Yeah that's me keep movin, never stay boaring
I rather ride a bike with a walkman instead of walking
and roll up to some freak chicks and start playing
and rollin with my peeps to the flicks without paying
A hook up is a hook up
Dressin dip, that's my lookup
And going to the clubs to do the blookup blookup
from dusk to dawn
then sleep till 4:30 in the afternoon
And get ready for more
The best time's the summer time,
that's cruisin part
by the end I done
Went to every amusement park
and I'm about tellin you to just let Swel be
I have my fun and still get to hand in my next LP
I be about...

(Hook)

[Verse Three: Q-Unique]
I'm about grabin mics, wearin Nikes
I was built to go through the rough shit
head 
I Keep Turning Off Lights lyrics

(China Burton)
Staring into space, I try to convince myself
It doesn't really matter that I'm living your life not mine,
Then holding my head up high
I swallow hard and ask myself why,
How is it I find myself here with you?
I keep turning off lights,
And getting under covers
Caught up in your nights,
Crying for the answers
Oh, I keep turning off lights,
Ro
n like mountain bikes
I'm about bookin world tours and showin up
I'm about givin my seed the things I ain't have
when I was growin up
I'm about 5'9" with a rhyme
that'll stand the test of any timeline
out the fan base in to shine mine
I'm about Puertorican women who make progress
with a mind of a college professor and body of a goddess
I'm about Krs, Miles Davis, Pearl Jam, and Rakim,
Albizu Campos, mayor Guilli.. nah not him!
I'm about doing away with trash
I'm about two seconds away
from puttin my foot dead in a record execs ass
I'm about platinum plaques for underground acts
Shit, I'll spit on anything from Rocafella to Battle Axe
I'm about tellin you what it's about
before it's about to happen
So be about ya biz 'fore this title 'bout starts to slappin

(Hook)