text: Everybody know I, do it
  Yall thought he was gone right?
  Yall thought it was over
  Let me tell yall something though
  When he say EST for life
  He mean that shit
  Its the return of the underdog
  The voice of the people
  And hes still 100 words and running
  So yall better lace the fuck up
  Kells
  Straight from the mother fuckin jungle
  Fought with lions, tigers, and bears
  Now Im ready to rumble
  Yeah the good guy never wins
  Ill be humble
  Whole city on my back
  And I aint gon stumble
  My hearts blacker than Ethiopian skin tone
  Mama shoulda cut her fallopians
  Knowing I was gonna be a problem when I get this ink on
  Is Kells here?
  Man please I been gone
  And Im never turnin back again
  Cuz a block wanna trap you in
  I done lost too many friends to the streets out here
  Too soon to not know whats happenin
  Call a taxi in
  Get a book read the facts again
  Aint shit about us fancy man
  Welcome to the east town
  We happy in
  And Imma put this mother fucker on the map again
  Heroes are remembered
  Legends never die
  I aint dyin any time soon
  What am I?
  The hometown hero
  Goddamn it with a legendary flow
  And a name thats forever mine
  Kells, cant nobody fuck with me
  Im on another level
  Aint nobody off of me
  Propellers and feathers couldnt get you onto level and thats called company
  Everybody Im good
  Yeah and when I step into the building
  Everybody put they motherfuckin hands up
  Yeah and when I come into the spot
  All the real mother fuckers gonna stand up
  Kells
  Who gon stop me
  Who gon stop me
  Underdog of the year
  Call me rocky
  Underdog of the year
  Call me rocky?
  Dont act like you aint copy
  Bitch Im hot shit
  You cant knock me
  This rock bottom
  Who gon top me
  EST be the team that got me
  Who gon stop me
  You gon stop me?
  Everybody get the fuck out
  Show me a rapper that you think is iller than me
  I bet I pull their fuckin tongue out
  Nowadays everybody be thinkin they ballin
  I came around and home runned on these players from the duggout
  Yeah bitch what now
  Hat to the side
  Bags underneath my eyes
  Got me lookin like Im strung out
  Cant even get outta bed
  Without a pair of original chucks laced up
  Then we lookin to run out
  Look at who I brung out
  Every show and every single city I step into
  All the greatest people come out
  Every single stage Im on
  Imma dumb out
  Yelling EST untill I blow a lung out
  And thats why I love my fans
  I swear my fans are my fam
  Took it from the bottom
  And we never goin back again
  Lace Up Clevelands on the map again
  Kells
  Yeah and when I step into the building
  Everybody put they motherfuckin hands up
  Yeah and when I come into the spot
  All the real mother fuckers gonna stand up
  Kells
  Who gon stop me
  Who gon stop me
  Underdog of the year
  Call me rocky
  Underdog of the year
  Call me rocky?
  Dont act like you aint copy
  Bitch Im hot shit
  You cant knock me
  This rock bottom
  Who gon top me
  EST be the team that got me
  Who gon stop me
  You gon stop me?
  Lace Up