There's not much you do or say to phase me People I'm a little bit crazy I get it from all angles, occasionally Doc Drezy'll Have to step in once in a while to save me
To make me stop and think about it 'fore I say things Sometimes I forget what other people may think A lot of rappers probably wouldn't how to take me If they heard some shit I layed to tape they erase me
I may be a little too and racy Sometimes the average rewinds and plays me Twenty times 'cause I say so rhymes it may seem I'm going too fast cause my mind is racing
And I could a fuck what category you place me Long as when I'm up daisies and gone As long as you place me amongst one of greats When I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool Jay-Z
For every 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 Believe it or not, I my mom, far as she raised me
In a neighborhood daily that and chased me It only made me I am today See of what anybody believes who hates me You gonna make or break me
Tryin' to me of my credibility 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 all the shit you've been 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 been patiently for the day That we finally meet, in the place to see
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 enough
No matter how battles I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, never enough
My flow's untouchable, now you face it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go to the basics You gon', say the wrong shit and get whole face split The of victory love it so much I can taste it
I spot my target, it, direct hit, graze it Your peace talk, save it, shit sounds, dated over-rated, I'm obli-gated To study your moves crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the and the worst then God's gift is a curse trained to destroy, you payin' attention 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 Shoot it or pop it, it bag it or chop it It get you over and over but you gotta 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 matter how many I eat up Oh, never enough
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, never enough