A-Plus - Til Infinity lyrics

[Verse 1: John Z] Who's hot? you ain't expect a kid from red dot To be flowing knowing he showing that he got a shot To be a damn monster, attention yo I got that You got as much attention as a myspace contract People noticed me before I said "i can rap" Now I'm looking gifted in the present, what a christmas I ain't finished being number one, you sub for zeroes Combated against mortals, now I'm lookin' like a hero I got dreams, to be up on the scene Destroying you with hooks you should call me kareem And ain't no fiasco when I tell you I beam You got a juicy flow? now you know that's a dream Like my mom and my pops and my bro and my sis Then I came and I got a little bro ever since 96' like the end of fresh prince But a new era began and I ask "who'll stop it?" Huh? who'll stop it? Changing the game so much, dudes say he's out of pocket I still charge to the stars like a rocket Houston, there's a problem, this is me getting started in 13 til infinity (break) I said Houston, there's a problem, this is me getting started in 13 til infinity [Verse 2: J-RoD] I write my sh** for hip hop heads, but hip hops dead So I'm spitting for some zombies like big pop and them Spitting like a whole lot of lip locking kids While they parents trip to get from they kids like bullies Who be spitting just to get some attention from society I be so sick like IVs Spitting like phlegm, excuse me, ahem I be so sick when rhyming My brother was born in '93 So I'm spitting for the ones brought up in the 90's Trying to get by with life high While my n***as steady living the high life And my n***as steady spitting what they living giving everything they got While we chilling on the block and it's hot Spitting chilly so it freeze spitting willy like we free But n***as in the pen cuz some pigs and some bids Easy, cuz they listen when you spit [Verse 3: John Z] I'm lost in the world but I roam it I lean like a tower, but I own it I'm copping my dreams, while you cop donuts I ain't k**ing for the kicks, you dudes can foam up I'll stay low-key, while you just hoping That you gonna blow up but it's a cole world homie Ain't nobody bringing they A-game, I stay bringing it plus I k** it 2 times 2 before you adjust With a pen and pad, and I got the midas touch This is just round 1 and I knocked it out son No pun, my mind big ain't need no L I put it on for the city, you feel me? this is For them ones who workin' from 9 to 5 The ones who want the American Dream to capitalize And ain't nobody thinking my rhymes would be this fly The ones I compete with are already in the sky I mean that more than anything I ever have My voice gonna have more power than LeBron's hands You say I'm all talk but what am I doing I'm talking in a rhythm and I'm doing it smoothly [Outro] Cool Nerds! (repeated)