There's not much you could do or say to me think I'm a little 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 about it 'fore I say things Sometimes I what other people just may think A lot of rappers probably know how to take me If they some shit I layed to tape 'fore they erase me
I may be a little too fast-paced and Sometimes the average listener and plays me Twenty times 'cause I say so many rhymes it may I'm going too fast cause my mind is racing
And I could give a fuck what category you me Long as when I'm pushin' up daisies and As long as you place me amongst one of greats When I the gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z
For single die-hard fan who embrace me I'm for the talent 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 jumped and chased me It only me what I am today See regardless of what believes who hates me You ain't gonna or break me
to strip me of my credibility or make me look fake, G You're only gonna be in for a rude 'Cause sooner or later you are all gonna face me And when you face me with all the shit 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 waitin' for the day That we finally meet, in the 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, never enough
No matter how many I been in and won No matter how many 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 back to the You gon', say the wrong shit and get your whole face The of victory love it so much I can taste it
I my target, blaze it, direct hit, graze it Your peace talk, save it, shit sounds, dated You're over-rated, I'm To study your then crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the best and the worst then God's is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention I shit, slick shit, so quick you miss shit To be specific I go ballistic, it's
My music is a drug, press you ain't gotta sniff 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 many 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 many battles I in and won No matter how many magazines on my No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, never enough