There's not much you do or say to phase me People I'm a little bit crazy 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 about it 'fore I just say things 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 average listener rewinds and me Twenty times 'cause I say so many it may seem Like I'm going too fast cause my mind is
And I could give a fuck what category you me as when I'm pushin' up daisies 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 which God 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 daily jumped and chased me It only me what I am today See regardless of what anybody who hates me You ain't make or break me
Tryin' to strip me of my or make me look fake, G You're gonna be in for a rude awakening 'Cause or later you haters are all gonna face me And when you face me with all the you've been savin'
To say to me, you had all this to think about it Now pussy out and try to wimp out, face me 'Cause been patiently waitin' for the day That we finally meet, in the place to see
No matter how many I been in and won No how many 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 how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's enough
My untouchable, now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets when I go back to the basics You gon', say the wrong shit and get your face split The of victory love it so much I can taste it
I spot my target, blaze it, hit, graze it Your peace talk, save it, your shit sounds, You're over-rated, I'm To your moves then crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the best and the worst then gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you attention boy? I spit shit, shit, so quick you miss shit To be specific I go ballistic, hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, press play you gotta sniff it Shoot it or pop it, it bag it or chop it It get you over and over but you gotta cop it When it's hot it's hot, hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No matter how battles 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 how many battles I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's never