It’s never too late
Gonna kill that roach
I’m on the wall you know
Gonna step on that roach
Let me crawl
Gonna spray that roach
Let me crawl you know
Get rid of that roach
I gotta have faith
If it’s never too late
I’m dropping my first album
Forty years Too Late
How much trouble will It make
When you dig through the crates
Eighty-three or eighty-eight
Forty years I was great
Critics got me grounded
Some don’t like how I’m sounding
But beats were astounding
He shoulda stuck to promoting
Or try being an author
He was a radio broadcaster
But why’s he out there rapping
He’s old, should be napping
You can make it one day
Just gotta get a foot in the door, you know
You can make it one day
They won’t let me in the circle though
I don’t wanna battle
I just stay in my lane
Not fast like Busta
I’m not Big Daddy Kane
Ron Nelson’s my name
Scarborough Walk of Fame
I don’t sniff cocaine
I love Mary and Jane
They say I won’t make it
Reviewed it and dissed it
My record, don’t rate it
Don’t hate it, gold plate it
It’s crazy what he’s doing
Cantankerous, confusing
But why’s he out there rapping
He’s old, should be napping
Man, I can make it if I try you know
Just gotta get a foot in the door, you know
But they won’t let me in the circle though
Don’t listen to what they say
I’m just one hit away
Don’t give a fuck at all
They won’t catch me if I fall
I’m the roach on the wall
Let the mother fucker crawl
Let me crawl, let me crawl
I’m the roach on the wall
Don’t listen to what they say
I can make it one day
I don’t give a fuck at all
They won’t catch me if I fall
I’m the roach on the wall
Let the mother fucker crawl
Let me crawl, let me crawl
I’m the roach on the wall
I got beautiful girls
Surround me, console me
I got ‘em all around me
Get my throne, crown me
Some wearing reading glasses
And looking for the cause
Of all the hot flashes
And menopause
I dont wanna pause
I just wanna live it up
Don’t pack it in, don’t give it up
No surrender, no defeat
I just rap to the beat
So lemme hip to the hop
Let me be like Tupac
And make music non stop
You can make it one day
It’s never too late you know
You can make it one day
They still won’t let me in that circle though
They say people my age
Don’t rap, they retire
But I’m here to inspire
So aim, shoot, fire
I’m lyrical, too literal
I’m blunt, and so cynical
Im radical and fanatical
Endangered Black animal
Turn the music up loud
And let the fresh beats play
I got a dope MC
And a fresh DJ
Now if you’reJoe Frazier
I’m Cassius Clay
Don’t listen to what they say
I can make it one day
Don’t listen to what they say
I’m just one hit away
Don’t a fuck at all
They won’t catch me if I fall
I’m the roach on the wall
Let the mother fucker crawl
Let me crawl, let me crawl
I’m the roach on the wall
Don’t listen to what they say
I can make it one day
I don’t a fuck at all
They won’t catch me if I fall
I’m the roach on the wall
Let the mother fucker crawl
Let me crawl, let me crawl
I’m the roach on the wall