There's not much you could do or say to me People I'm a little bit crazy I get it from all angles, occasionally Doc Drezy'll Have to step in every in a while to save me
To make me stop and think about it 'fore I say things Sometimes I what other people just may think A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to me If they heard some shit I layed to 'fore they erase me
I may be a too fast-paced and racy the average 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 give a fuck what you place me Long as when I'm pushin' up and gone As long as you place me amongst one of them When I the heavenly gates, I'd be beside Jay-Z
For every single fan who embrace me I'm for the talent 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 that jumped and chased me It only made me I am today See regardless of what anybody believes who me You gonna make or break me
Tryin' to strip me of my credibility or me look fake, G only gonna be in for a rude awakening 'Cause sooner or later you are all gonna face me And when you face me with all the you've been savin'
To say to me, you had all this to think about it Now don't pussy out and try to wimp out, me I've been patiently waitin' for the day That we finally meet, in the same to see
No matter how many battles I in and won No matter how many on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's never
No matter how many I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my No matter how many I eat up Oh, never enough
My untouchable, now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets worse I go back to the basics You gon', say the wrong shit and get your face split The smell of victory love it so I can taste it
I spot my target, blaze it, hit, graze it Your peace talk, save it, shit sounds, dated You're over-rated, I'm To study your moves then you motherfuckers
If I'm the and the worst then God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention I spit shit, shit, so quick you miss shit To be specific I go ballistic, it's
My music is a drug, press you ain't gotta sniff it it or pop it, roll it bag it or chop it It get you high over and but you gotta cop it it's hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
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 enough
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