Couple of points that I jotted down
See I had it up to here with
Leading double line from the low and
disguising like they masons
never dead I got the patience
catch it and craft it and master what you chasing
why you standing a maze? I just deliver
Don't give up, blasting like cannon or wax
Get the dough, hit the hole,
smoke and throw and relax
nobody be rapping like me
The fresh crop, bitch niggas that each drop,
soon be gone with the wind
Forget the guests, it's full of fakes,
I won't be coming back in
Got an appointment with the pen -a -keef
To all you chameleons, stroke comedians
I'm up in here for yours,
pay donations for the cause
could never fill with the lords
I got a mission to fulfill, I face me
Tapped and tender in this bloodsport
putting all the press like food court
Pull it out my chest or onslaught
Not easily done like these in the slum,
What more can I say, get out my way
Keepin' it raw, the roughest dreams here,
But hold up, I'm not done yet,
I'm tryin' to show you where my head is at
Sendin' kids back to the lab for more practice,
Hey dude, talkin' that shit,
you need to stop, kick the ill shit
dem go out like dem clever
And can't get given a part like
My life hard, you want me leisure
to a broad dog you never encountered
I'm signing up elite outfit
Tars wear like water fountains
Meanwhile, I'm trying to stay afloat
I'm some pokey from drowning
Can't concentrate, only way out
Put it down here and sound it
Takes me away, new mind state
These new cats are wasting my budget
God not to let me die here
Just let me make that heads nod
an d keep my rhymes clear
I fear no man, style like
It's in hand for the poor man
Time to switch and cop through
Well done, from the underground
Bring the thunder and sound
Keep, keep, keep, keepin' it raw
But hold up, I'm not done yet
I'm trying to show you where
Sending kids back to the lab
Hey dude, stop fucking that shit,
Fuck it, kick the ill shit