[Intro: Omizzy]
Listen bro, ANTI was good but I think you could do better
[Chriztian]
Word bro, it's been a year since you dropped something
[Laura Licea]
Man yeah, you need a comeback
[Migue]
Deada** bro, spit some new sh**!
[Oscizzy]
Aight aight, look. Let me, let me, just spit some sh** and let me know what you think
[Laura Licea]
Okay okay, lets hear it
[Migue]
Yeah bro, this better be fire
[Omizzy]
Aight yo
[Jay Em]
Lets see what's up, feel me?
[Verse 1:]
I'm Oscizzy, I hate to sound sleazy but I don't want it if it's that motherf**in' easy
See it's all in your mind so every time I sip a gla** of wine, I fantasize 'till that a** is mine
And I changed up the game, Michael Jordan
After the money and the fame, I let the who*es in
Or I can bag it and try to make my profit back
You can jump about a stack if you snort an ounce of that
But tell me
What was I supposed to do, sitting here reminiscin' over my loss of you
But damn what a sudden change of view
So I'm rappin' on this beat, tryna start my f**in' life anew
But that's the past, let me ponder on it little less, represents a loss of stress when I go and I get the vest
And I'm facing like three different cases in three different places with three different faces
One in Queens, one in Manhattan, one in Brooklyn
The way things is looking, I'mma see central booking
You keep f**in' with me and you'll get your life tooken
I see the way your crew is looking, they looking all shook and
I'm incompatible with my f**ing adderall
I was just a skinny n***a with some f**ing cash to flow
You can call me Shadow
[Outro: All of the Inner Circle hyping up Oscizzy's return to music]