There's not you could do or say to phase me People think I'm a little bit I get it all angles, even occasionally Doc Drezy'll Have to step in every 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 probably wouldn't how to take me If they some shit I layed to tape 'fore they erase me
I may be a too fast-paced and racy Sometimes the average rewinds and plays me Twenty times 'cause I say so many rhymes it may Like I'm going too fast my mind is racing
And I could give a fuck category you place me Long as when I'm pushin' up daisies and As long as you place me amongst one of greats I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z
For every single die-hard fan who me I'm thankful for the talent in which God me And I'm thankful for the that he placed me Believe it or not, I thank my mom, far as she me
In a daily that jumped and chased me It only made me what I am See regardless of what anybody believes who me You ain't gonna make or me
to strip me of my credibility or make me look fake, G You're 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 pussy out and try to wimp out, face me 'Cause I've been patiently for the day That we finally meet, in the place to see
No matter how many I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, never enough
No matter how many I been in and won No matter how many on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's 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 your face split The smell of victory love it so I can taste it
I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit, it Your talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated over-rated, I'm obli-gated 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 attention boy? I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss To be specific I go ballistic, it's
My music is a drug, press play you gotta sniff it Shoot it or pop it, roll it bag it or it It get you high over and but you gotta cop it When hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No matter how many I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's never
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how many on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, never enough