There's not you could do or say to phase me People I'm a little bit crazy I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Have to step in every once in a while to me
To make me stop and think about it I just say things Sometimes I forget what other just may think A lot of rappers probably know how to take me If they some shit I layed to tape 'fore they erase me
I may be a little too fast-paced and the average listener rewinds and plays me Twenty 'cause I say so many rhymes it may seem Like I'm going too fast cause my is racing
And I could give a fuck category you place me Long as I'm pushin' up daisies and gone As long as you me amongst one of them greats When I the heavenly gates, I'd be beside Jay-Z
For every single die-hard fan who me I'm thankful for the talent in God gave me And I'm thankful for the environment 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 me what I am today See regardless of what believes who hates me You ain't gonna or break me
Tryin' to me of my credibility or make me look fake, G only gonna be in for a rude awakening 'Cause sooner or later you haters are all face me And when you face me with all the you've been savin'
To say to me, you had all this time to think it Now pussy out and try to wimp out, face me 'Cause I've patiently waitin' for the day we finally meet, in the same place to see
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 battles I in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's never
My untouchable, now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the You gon', say the wrong shit and get your whole split The smell of victory love it so much I can it
I spot my target, blaze it, hit, graze it Your peace talk, save it, shit sounds, dated over-rated, I'm obli-gated To study your then crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the and the worst then God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' boy? I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you shit To be I go ballistic, it's hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, press play you ain't 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 it's hot it's hot, hatin' is undeniable, stop it
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, never enough
No matter how many I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's never