There's not you could do or say to phase me People I'm a little bit crazy I get it all angles, even occasionally Doc Drezy'll Have to step in once in a while to save me
To make me stop and think about it I just say things I forget what other people just may think A lot of rappers wouldn't know how to take me If they some shit I layed to tape 'fore they erase me
I may be a little too and racy Sometimes the average listener rewinds and me times 'cause I say so many rhymes it may seem Like I'm going too fast my mind is racing
And I give a fuck what category you place me Long as I'm pushin' up daisies and gone As long as you place me amongst one of greats When I the gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z
For every single fan who embrace me I'm thankful for the in which God gave me And I'm thankful for the environment that he me Believe it or not, I my mom, far as she raised me
In a neighborhood daily that and chased me It only made me what I am See regardless of anybody believes who hates me You gonna make or break me
to strip me of my credibility or make me look fake, G You're only be in for a rude awakening 'Cause sooner or you haters are all gonna face me And you face me with all the shit you've been savin'
To say to me, you had all this time to about it Now don't pussy out and try to out, face me 'Cause I've been waitin' for the day That we finally meet, in the place to see
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's enough
No matter how battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's never
My flow's untouchable, now you gotta it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the You gon', say the wrong shit and get your face split The smell of love it so much I can taste it
I spot my target, blaze it, hit, graze it peace talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated You're over-rated, I'm To study your moves then crush you
If I'm the best and the worst then gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you attention boy? I spit shit, shit, so quick you miss shit To be specific I go ballistic, hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, press play you ain't gotta it Shoot it or pop it, roll it bag it or it It get you high and over but you gotta cop it When hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No matter how many battles I in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's never
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's never