There's not much you do or say to phase me People think I'm a bit crazy I get it from all angles, occasionally Doc Drezy'll Have to step in every in a while to save me
To make me stop and think it 'fore I just say things Sometimes I what other people just may think A lot of rappers wouldn't know how to take me If they heard some shit I layed to 'fore they erase me
I may be a too fast-paced and racy Sometimes the average listener rewinds and me Twenty times 'cause I say so rhymes it may seem Like I'm too fast cause my mind is racing
And I give a fuck what category you place me Long as when I'm pushin' up daisies and As long as you place me one of them greats When I the heavenly gates, I'd be beside Jay-Z
For every die-hard fan who embrace me I'm thankful for the talent in God gave me And I'm thankful for the environment that he me Believe it or not, I thank my mom, far as she me
In a neighborhood that jumped and chased me It only made me what I am See of what anybody believes who hates me You ain't gonna make or me
Tryin' to strip me of my credibility or me look fake, G You're only be in for a rude awakening 'Cause sooner or later you haters are all face me And when you face me with all the shit you've been
To say to me, you had all this to think about it Now don't pussy out and try to wimp out, me 'Cause been patiently waitin' for the day we finally meet, in the same place to see
No matter how many battles I in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's enough
No how many battles I been in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's never
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 I can taste it
I spot my target, blaze it, hit, graze it peace talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated You're over-rated, I'm To your moves then crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the best and the worst God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss To be I go ballistic, it's hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, press play you ain't gotta it Shoot it or pop it, roll it bag it or it It get you high over and over but you cop it When hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No matter how battles I been in and won No matter how many on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's never
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my No matter how many I eat up Oh, never enough