[Verse one]
Got a little something for your ears
From the mouth of the man backed by twenty years
I'm one sixteenth Cherokee, but I leave these emcees in a trail of tears
Used to have some digits on my nightstand
And some lipstick on my covers
Four-letter words to my haters
Four-letter words to my lovers
But I put on big boy pants and got uplifted by my brothers
Yeah, that cancer mom had tough
But I know that moms was tougher
Traded tech decks for tape decks
Tape decks for idols
Idols for anguish
Anguish for Bibles
Here I am at the recital
Slinging them bars just like back in the day
Yeah, your boy has chilled out but sometimes can still be cray
Like what would she say? What would you say?
What would Ray Rice say? But, really, what would Christ say?
He would say I'm k**ing it. Celestial flow. Are you feeling it?
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So check it out, ya'll. Check it out ya'll
I'm 'bout to give you a sound you can't doubt, ya'll
Check it out, ya'll. Check it out ya'll
I'm 'bout to give you a sound you can't doubt, ya'll
[Verse two]
They say it's hip to be square well then hip-hop hooray
Naw, this ain't a comeback cause I never went away
I chase a man named Sal. His last name Vation
Looking forward to that rest, an eternal vacation
An a**a**in with the verbals. Jump the hurdles
Past these turtles. Rock and roll flair
But rap cracker. Wind in my hair;
Top down. Look at her stare
Now she thinking that I'm all that
I freestyled for a second. Oh geez
And you was looking at your speaker like
"Ummm, cracker please." C'mon!
I blow it up like bombs and flat tires
You get hooked when I patch atoms. Don't doubt fire
When I was rapping two years ago, it was a miracle
Didn't blow up. Wouldn't have church
Wouldn't have worth. Wouldn't have life
Woulda been stuck. Woulda had it all but
Woulda been broke if you know what I'm sayin
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