There's not you could do or say to phase me People think I'm a bit crazy I get it from all angles, even Doc Drezy'll Have to step in once in a while to save me
To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say Sometimes I forget what other people may think A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to me If they heard some shit I layed to tape 'fore erase me
I may be a too fast-paced and racy the average listener rewinds and plays me Twenty times 'cause I say so many rhymes it may Like I'm going too 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 as you place me amongst one of them greats When I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool Jay-Z
For every single fan who embrace me I'm thankful for the talent in 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 daily that jumped and chased me It made me what I am today See of what anybody believes who hates me You ain't gonna make or me
to strip me of my credibility or make me look fake, G You're gonna be in for a rude awakening 'Cause or later you haters are all gonna face me And when you me with all the shit you've been savin'
To say to me, you had all time to think about it Now don't pussy out and try to out, face me 'Cause been patiently waitin' for the day That we meet, in the same place to see
No matter how many I been 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 matter how many magazines on my No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's enough
My flow's untouchable, now you face it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the You gon', say the shit and get your 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, your sounds, dated You're over-rated, I'm To your moves then crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the best and the worst then gift is a curse trained to destroy, you payin' attention boy? I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss To be specific I go ballistic, it's
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 how many battles I been in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, never enough
No how many battles I been in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's enough