There's not much you do or say to phase me People think I'm a bit crazy I get it all angles, even occasionally Doc Drezy'll Have to step in every once in a while to me
To make me stop and about it 'fore I just say things Sometimes I forget other people just may think A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to me If heard some shit I layed to tape 'fore they erase me
I may be a little too fast-paced and Sometimes the average listener and plays me times 'cause I say so many rhymes it may seem Like I'm going too cause my mind is racing
And I could give a what category you place me Long as when I'm pushin' up daisies and As long as you place me amongst one of them When I the heavenly gates, I'd be beside Jay-Z
For every single die-hard fan who me I'm for the talent in which God gave me And I'm thankful for the environment he placed me it or not, I thank my mom, far as she raised me
In a neighborhood that jumped and chased me It made me what I am today See regardless of what anybody believes who me You gonna make or break me
Tryin' to strip me of my or make me look fake, G You're only gonna be in for a rude 'Cause sooner or you haters are all gonna face me And when you face me with all the shit you've savin'
To say to me, you had all this time to think it Now don't pussy out and try to out, face me 'Cause I've patiently waitin' for the day we finally meet, in the same place to see
No how many 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
No matter how battles I been in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's enough
My flow's untouchable, now you gotta it Uh oh, it gets when I go back to the basics You gon', say the wrong shit and get whole face split The smell of victory love it so much I can it
I spot my target, it, direct hit, graze it Your peace talk, save it, 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 payin' boy? I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you shit To be specific I go ballistic, it's
My music is a drug, press play you ain't sniff it it or pop it, roll it bag it or chop it It get you high over and over but you cop it When it's hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, it
No how many battles I been in and won No how many magazines 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 matter how many I eat up Oh, it's enough