There's not much you do or say to phase me People think I'm a little bit I get it from all angles, even Doc Drezy'll to step in every once in a while to save me
To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say Sometimes I forget what people just may think A lot of rappers probably know how to take me If they heard shit I layed to tape 'fore they erase me
I may be a little too and racy Sometimes the average listener rewinds and me Twenty times 'cause I say so rhymes it may seem Like I'm going too cause my mind is racing
And I could give a fuck what you place me Long as I'm pushin' up daisies and gone As long as you place me 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 that he placed me it or not, I thank my mom, far as she raised me
In a neighborhood that jumped and chased me It only made me I am today See of what anybody believes who hates me You gonna make or break me
Tryin' to strip me of my credibility or make me fake, G only gonna be in for a rude awakening 'Cause sooner or later you are all gonna face me And when you me with 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 'Cause I've been patiently for the day That we finally meet, in the same to see
No matter how many I been in and won No matter how many on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's never
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
My flow's untouchable, now you gotta it Uh oh, it gets when I go back to the basics You gon', say the wrong shit and get your face split The smell of victory it so much I can taste it
I my target, blaze it, direct hit, graze it peace talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated You're over-rated, I'm To study your moves then crush you
If I'm the and the worst then God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' boy? I spit shit, shit, so quick you miss shit To be specific I go ballistic, hieroglyphic
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 over and over but you gotta cop it When it's hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, it
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's enough
No matter how battles I been in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's never