There's not much you do or say to phase me People think I'm a little bit I get it from all angles, occasionally Doc Drezy'll Have to step in every once in a while to me
To make me stop and think about it 'fore I say things I forget what other people just may think A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to me If they heard some shit I layed to tape they erase me
I may be a too fast-paced and racy Sometimes the average rewinds and plays me times 'cause I say so many rhymes it may seem Like I'm going too fast my mind is racing
And I could give a what category you place me Long as when I'm pushin' up and gone As long as you 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 which God me And I'm thankful for the that he placed 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 I am today See regardless of what believes who hates me You gonna make or break me
to strip me of my credibility or make me look fake, G You're only be in for a rude awakening 'Cause sooner or later you 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 waitin' for the day we finally meet, in the same place to see
No how many battles I been 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 battles I in and won No matter how many on my nuts No matter how 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 your whole face The smell of victory love it so I can taste it
I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit, it peace talk, save it, your 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 gift is a Soldier trained to destroy, you attention boy? I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you shit To be specific I go ballistic, hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, press you ain't gotta sniff it Shoot it or pop it, it bag it or chop it It get you high over and but you gotta cop it When hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how many on my nuts No how many MC's 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 many I eat up Oh, it's enough