[Intro]
Yo, crystal clear.. check it
[Verse 1: Phat N]
Crystal clear, my life is picture perfect; Kodak screen
Which is me from the screams
Dark times for me to rhymes I spit
Me and my boys invented these games we play
Say my name b**h, that's what I want; dead serious
No more time to talk about how bad my life was now
Time to say what is now my frame is home page
Touch screen; to be something you're not
Want to be me? Can't be, how?
What you see me on t.v. , you trying to act like me?
b**hes on my dick that's how it is
Money is power but we have none so that's what we gotta do
Make it, get paid with the sick rhymes; life's good
So screw it, move it; time to make a place
With your face on the dash of my car
Going 6-6 down I-95 with no brakes
And I broke the steering wheel with no gas pedal
Full throttle down the sidewalk
Hittin' 20 stop signs; times over speed limit
Pill poppin' drug that put me under from over tip over car
Blew up; sounded like a leaf stuck in a vacuum cleaner
[Verse 2: Lirica]
Eyes low as I hit that bad hoe, stay away from blow
Gotta get a quick smoke before I put on a show
Recording on the downlow so no one laughs at my goals
Hopefully I hit the road and you see me everywhere like the mode
If you feel useless then use this
Verse to stand up, I'll lead while I still have my youth b**h
Doubt me, you on some fool sh**, my rhymes compliment most; cool whip
For all those who doubted me, look at me rise up
My lyrics f** you up worse than a knife cut; still don't give a motherf**
About the dumb s*uts and c*nts who just want a dick to s**
Mary Jane provides a temporary escape, I'm blowin' up now you wanna be my friend? b**h too late
I rhyme great and the b**hes so hot for me they'd love s** even if it was rape
Break out the duct tape, tape up all the fakes
Keep doin' me and survive all the hate, you're the one making a mistake
Cause you had so much doubt in my abilities
Make it to the top so I don't have any responsibilities
I just don't see how you're not feelin' me when I'm better than most MC's
Don't interfere with my dream you f**in' queer
I spit sh** so unheard it's like I was hard to hear
People always ask me to spit when I'm near and I strike fear
Into opposing rappers, you're stuck in the headlights like deer
Chasing my dreams, I'm writing all year; do I make myself crystal clear?
[Verse 3: Atlas]
My words are explosive, did I mention corrosive?
I'm scoring every play; showboatin'
The only thing keeping my floatin' is lnowin' one day I'll be at the top
No more ramen noodles in the pot; just watch
Yes it'll be a Rolex; showing up in my chromed out Ford Flex
And them high school hotties I was never good enough for?
Hell no; pa**enger seat, oral s** only
About 11 b**hes at the same time, all y'all little n***as stare from the sidelines
You can't see me there must be a glare
I'm almost famous, it's giving ya nightmares
Yes the radio will play our jam; them bad b**hes more than likely will shed a tear
I am crystal clear, every time I flow these b**hes cringe in fear
Just so you know I'm f**ing dead serious
If you ain't believing me? You might be delirious
You better remember this titan; Atlas
Those b**hes are now laughless