There's not much you do or say to phase me People think I'm a bit crazy I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Have to in every once in a while to save me
To make me stop and about it 'fore I just say things Sometimes I forget what other just may think A lot of rappers probably wouldn't how to take me If they heard some shit I layed to tape they erase me
I may be a too fast-paced and racy Sometimes the listener rewinds and plays me Twenty times 'cause I say so many rhymes it may Like I'm going too fast cause my is racing
And I could a fuck what category you place me Long as when I'm pushin' up daisies and As long as you place me one of them greats I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z
For single die-hard fan who embrace me I'm for the talent in which God gave me And I'm thankful for the that he placed me Believe it or not, I my mom, far as she raised me
In a neighborhood daily that jumped and me It made me what I am today See regardless of what believes who hates me You ain't gonna make or 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 later you are all gonna face me And when you face me with all the shit you've been
To say to me, you had all this time to think it Now pussy out and try to wimp out, face me 'Cause I've been waitin' for the day That we meet, in the same 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 never
No matter how many battles I in and won No matter how many magazines on my No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, never enough
My flow's untouchable, now you gotta it Uh oh, it gets worse I go back to the basics You gon', say the wrong shit and get whole face split The smell of love it so much I can taste it
I my target, blaze it, direct hit, graze it Your peace talk, save it, shit sounds, dated over-rated, I'm obli-gated To study your moves then crush you
If I'm the best and the worst then gift is a curse Soldier to destroy, you payin' attention boy? I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you shit To be specific I go ballistic, it's
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 and over but you gotta cop it it's hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how many on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's never
No matter how battles I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's enough