in a room of cowards, you’re all of them
die a thousand deaths, but you still ain’t as tall as them
all that whackness you really need to let go
who knew you could be so yellow


hide behind fears, still wet behind the ears
it’s sad to see them stagnant after so many years
i grow with my peers, but i can stand alone
lung up a monologue bumping through the stereo
dial up a prayer and hope for the best
i revel in glory and float above the rest
cross check the references i put you to the test
all set with elements i settle in the nest
my oh my who are? and how you’d make it thru
the time is all now, so no it’s up to you
call your ass cos i knew you was bluffing
faking all the way to the days you were fronting
getting on the scene, hoping to be seen
idolize heroes life is but a dream
i could make it seem so easy in a millisecond
yellow-bellied cowards really need to get the stepping

in a room of cowards, you’re all of them
die a thousand deaths, but you still ain’t as tall as them
all that whackness you really need to let go
who knew you could be so yellow

Looking through my Blu Blockers, all I see is yellow/
The mood is mellow from the young fellow/
Nice as me? Hell no/
Like DOOM said on Space Ho's BYOB from the get go/
Trying to save 15 percent or more on tour with the Geico gecko/
Chilling with a chick from American Apparel with a face full of freckles/
When it comes to lyrics the whole squad swole/
I used to work at Costco, never crossed the line like Donnie Brasco/
Peddling down the yellow brick road in Oz yo/
The world is ours oh, I guess you were unaware/
Underprepared, please don't stare and it's impolite to point/
Blessed, got the power to anoint/
Boom Baptism with Artisan P and me on this Proof joint/


in a room of cowards, you’re all of them
die a thousand deaths, but you still ain’t as tall as them
all that whackness you really need to let go
who knew you could be so yellow

there’s no room for you, make room for me
make room for Croosh and the Dioscuri
we work the day shift, from noon to noon
coming soon to a stereo near you
back to back, Proof flips tracks like an acrobat
it’s all facts when he knocks you off of your balance act
you wouldn’t step into the ring when you see what i bring
you wouldn’t feel a thing when i wind up to swing
it’s whatever, do it all, bite em all
above the law rhymes hold tight like a tiger’s jaw
you might’ve saw what you actually didn’t
kid quit it, couldn’t see you to get with it
summer gloom, another wasted afternoon
hide ya face, if you can’t handle bad news
we pay dues and we rack up the mileage
and never looking down no matter how high we get

in a room of cowards, you’re all of them
die a thousand deaths, but you still ain’t as tall as them
all that whackness you really need to let go
who knew you could be so yellow