[Verse One]
The devils pie "who am I" what they asking, kiss my converse sho'nuff I am the master
I got the glow now gifted with the speach sending shots catch a bullet with ya teeth? not a chance
No surrender no retreat, I will not except defeat underdog but I still expect to sweep, put your bets up
Product of the street, college grad nothing sweat, Philly's top five so now the stock rise it's nothing cheap peep
Hat to sneaks nicethings on the apperal, never been a crab easily escaped the barrel
Pot holes and ditches on the road to the riches
I'm runing lights won't get caught up like Kanes cousin Harold
A 40 sipper so they labeled me a menace
Removed the wisdom joint, labeled me a dentist
Amazing with this pen and even iller with the mic
Undefeated cats still don't want to fight cuz they still ain't won a fight
Dope music might k** em with the price
Cop that! i'll write an iller one tonight, thats how I'm feeling when i write
Might strike, got the feeling that I'm right
Pressure builds like the middle of the 9th and I'm on deck
I'm gone rock, won't stop, till I'm on top
I'm hot enough to wake them up - the devils alarm clock
My pockets got bald spots, barely mall cop
Let alone hit a car lot so I need it all ock' watch
Call it a prophecy, but if the dice fall right then we all might just build this monopoly
It ain't a game though sleep is for the weak
I'm running beats on that red eye, I fly air Kano
They chasing fame? no the fortune's more important
No father to my style so I'm more or less an orphan
Consider this eradication of the porcelain
I'm after the green so use caution if your crossing