There's not much you could do or say to me think I'm a little bit crazy I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Have to step in every once in a to save me
To make me stop and think about it 'fore I say things Sometimes I forget what people just may think A lot of rappers probably know how to take me If they heard some shit I layed to tape they erase me
I may be a little too fast-paced and Sometimes the listener rewinds and plays me Twenty times 'cause I say so rhymes it may seem Like I'm going too cause my mind is racing
And I could give a what category you place me as when I'm pushin' up daisies and gone As long as you place me amongst one of them I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z
For single die-hard fan who embrace me I'm thankful for the in which God gave 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 that jumped and chased me It only made me what I am See regardless of what believes who hates me You ain't make or break me
Tryin' to strip me of my credibility or me look fake, G You're only gonna be in for a 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 time to about 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 many magazines on my No how many MC's I eat up Oh, never enough
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, never enough
My flow's untouchable, now you face it Uh oh, it worse 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 moves then crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the best and the worst then gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss To be specific I go ballistic, hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, play you ain't gotta sniff it Shoot it or pop it, roll it bag it or it It get you high and over but you gotta cop it When it's hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, it
No matter how battles I been in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's enough
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 never