There's not you could do or say to phase me People think I'm a little bit I get it from all angles, occasionally Doc Drezy'll Have to step in every once in a to save me
To me stop and think about it 'fore I just say things Sometimes I forget what other just may think A lot of rappers wouldn't know how to take me If they heard some shit I to tape 'fore they erase me
I may be a little too fast-paced and Sometimes the average rewinds and plays me Twenty times 'cause I say so rhymes it may seem I'm going too fast cause my mind is racing
And I could a fuck what category you place me as when I'm pushin' up daisies and gone As long as you place me amongst one of them When I the gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z
For single die-hard fan who embrace me I'm thankful for the talent in which God me And I'm thankful for the environment that he me it or not, I thank my mom, far as she raised me
In a neighborhood daily jumped and chased me It made me what I am today See regardless of anybody believes who hates me You gonna make or break me
Tryin' to strip me of my credibility or me look fake, G You're gonna be in for a rude awakening 'Cause sooner or later you haters are all 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 wimp out, me 'Cause I've been patiently for the day That we finally meet, in the place to see
No matter how battles I been in and won No matter how many on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, never enough
No matter how many I been in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's enough
My untouchable, now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go to the basics You gon', say the wrong shit and get your face split The of victory love it so much I can taste it
I spot my target, it, direct hit, graze it peace talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated You're over-rated, I'm To study your moves crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the best and the then God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' boy? I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you shit To be specific I go ballistic, hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, press you ain't gotta sniff it Shoot it or pop it, it bag it or chop it It get you high over and over but you cop it When it's hot hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's enough
No matter how many I been in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's enough