[Intro]
Yeah, oh yeah I like that cause I can hear myself a lot better, sh** I got some more here anyways
It really don't matter
I ain't even worried no more man
Let's start doing this sh**
Like a real n***a should, know what I'm saying
[Verse 1]
Throwin' jabs to any n***a with gloves on
Live behind these bars, you'd think I'm rappin' with cuffs on
Last year I wasted my talent writing these love songs
This year I'm trying my hardest not to come up wrong
Words, bust it from jungle to jungle to balance
Probably know me I could write a whole book and give it to Mowgli
I'm hotter than my skin, I'm a beast in disguise
I'm carrying each line like I was Optimus Prime
What? I want more people to connect with what I'm saying so for a limited time I'm offering wi-fi free
On the far side these women keep pa**ing by me
I'm ready for war you hop on the front line flee
Intimidated I'm taking note to your pen, I'm overlooking your jaw and aiming straight at your heads
Trigger finger 007 I'm looking [?] through your brains and broad son challenge me if you dare
Lately I've been feeling like I'm under acid, made it, I'm inpatient
I've been waiting to profess that I'm the greatest
n***as [?], Women rating adding me onto they playlists
See the truth inside my mirror
Bout the time I f**ing fix it
I mean, I try to keep my conscious out of harms way
Follow my first mind at least that's what my mom say
I gotta let these demons out for my mind's sake
I gotta k** these weak rappers for the rhyme's sake, Aye
[Hook]
They taking pages outta books
Converting pawns into rooks
Man don't nobody wanna hear about a n***a's trial and tribulation no more
They just wanna hear the hooks (x2)
So catch this!
[Verse 2]
Punchlines hit with no fists
Writing so much damn near broke my wrist
Boy it's like the rap life
A Jada with no kiss
Get crossed with no pricks or beats with no Swizz
How you getting diagnosed? But still you not sick
You never sold d**, got rich or popped clips
But still you walk around with a story to tell
'Bout how you got picked on and yo mom was so strict
Nobody wanna hear about a regular n***a
We a [?] breed, like young kids that wanna read
I'm just trying to grow my empire
They crushing my seeds
Bringing rap music home, but they shredding the deed
Yo, never had a gimmick
Who rapped no phony lyrics
Just trying to reach my peek and push away beyond my limits
To en light up on a subject, but you know they gone get me
I'm concerned about my message
Why they worried about my image? (man)
[Hook]
They taking pages outta books
Converting pawns into rooks
Man don't nobody wanna hear about a n***a's trial and tribulation no more
They just wanna hear the hooks
They taking pages outta books
Converting pawns into rooks
Man don't nobody wanna hear about a n***a's trial and tribulation no more
They just wanna hear the...
So catch this!
[Outro]
Yeah, specter and all that
Damone Tyrell, 92, shoutout to the Lo
Buffalo to be exact, 716
I rep it all day baby
All this sh** is unnecessary and I'm saying
I'm just doing that hard rapping sh**
f** all that, cut the beat off