There's not much you do or say to phase me think I'm a little bit crazy I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc to step in every once in a while to save me
To make me and think about it 'fore I just say things Sometimes I forget what other just may think A lot of rappers probably know how to take me If they heard shit I layed to tape 'fore they erase me
I may be a little too and racy Sometimes the average rewinds and plays me Twenty 'cause I say so many rhymes it may seem Like I'm too fast cause my mind is racing
And I could give a fuck category you place me Long as when I'm pushin' up and gone As long as you place me amongst one of greats When I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool beside
For every single die-hard fan who me I'm for the talent in which God gave me And I'm for the environment that he placed me Believe it or not, I thank my mom, far as she me
In a neighborhood daily that and chased me It made me what I am today See regardless of what believes who hates me You ain't gonna or break me
Tryin' to strip me of my or make me look fake, G You're only gonna be in for a awakening sooner or later you haters are all gonna face me And when you face me with all the you've been savin'
To say to me, you had all time 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 same to see
No matter how many battles I in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, never enough
No matter how many I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's never
My flow's untouchable, now you gotta it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go to the basics You gon', say the shit and get your whole face split The smell of victory love it so much I can it
I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit, it Your peace talk, save it, your shit sounds, You're over-rated, I'm To study your moves then 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 I go ballistic, it's hieroglyphic
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 over but you cop it it's hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No matter how many I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my No how many MC's I eat up Oh, never 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