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 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 wouldn't 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 Sometimes the listener rewinds and plays me Twenty 'cause I say so many rhymes it may seem Like I'm going too cause my mind is racing
And I give a fuck what category you place me as when 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 beside
For single die-hard fan who embrace me I'm thankful for the in which God gave me And I'm for the environment that he placed me Believe it or not, I thank my mom, far as she me
In a neighborhood daily jumped and chased me It only made me what I am See regardless of anybody believes who hates me You ain't 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 haters are all face me And when you face me with all the shit been savin'
To say to me, you had all this time to think it Now don't pussy out and try to wimp out, 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 how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, never enough
No matter how many battles I in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's enough
My untouchable, now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets worse I go back to the basics You gon', say the wrong shit and get your face split The smell of victory love it so much I can it
I spot my target, it, direct hit, graze it Your peace talk, save it, shit sounds, dated You're over-rated, I'm To your moves then crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the and the worst then God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention I spit shit, slick shit, so you miss shit To be specific I go ballistic, it's
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, your is undeniable, stop it
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how many on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's 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 enough