There's not you could do or say to phase me think I'm a little bit crazy I get it from all angles, occasionally Doc Drezy'll Have to step in every once in a to save me
To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say Sometimes I what other people just may think A lot of probably wouldn't know how to take me If they heard some I layed to tape 'fore they 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 it may seem I'm going too fast cause my mind is racing
And I could give a fuck category you place me Long as when I'm pushin' up and gone As long as you place me one of them greats When I the gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z
For single die-hard fan who embrace me I'm thankful for the talent in God gave me And I'm for the environment that he placed 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 regardless of what anybody who hates me You gonna make or break me
Tryin' to strip me of my credibility or make me fake, G You're only gonna be in for a awakening sooner or later 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 about it Now don't pussy out and try to wimp out, me I've 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 matter how magazines on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's 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, it's enough
My untouchable, now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go to the basics You gon', say the wrong shit and get your whole split The smell of victory it so much I can taste it
I spot my target, blaze it, hit, graze it Your talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated over-rated, I'm obli-gated To study your moves then you motherfuckers
If I'm the best and the worst then gift is a curse Soldier to destroy, you payin' attention boy? I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss To be I go ballistic, it's hieroglyphic
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 and over but you gotta cop it When hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No matter how many 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 I been in and won No matter how many on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, never enough