(Survival Of The Fittest) It's Survival of the Fittest, and d**h to all the insiders And outsiders, bouta wreck all of the dick riders The ghost writers, the ghost riders, the most highest They're so biased, my opponents know: don't fight it I'm bout to chop em up and cook em, O'Reidas Who do you know without a show that's got a flow tighter I'm like a pro fighter stepping in the ring You ain't fooling anybody you ain't messing wit a thing homie I still question: who left could dethrone me? If they say they can they lying and they be phony I draw em in, between the lines, they gotta listen 9/11 on the muhf**ing competition People's Champion so listen to this kid rocking Got em shocked, when I'm done you hear a pin dropping I explode, I been bomb like Bin Laden Been dope, I been hot like mid nineties The leader of a mob dug deep So down to earth ya muhf**ing mom loves me Grinding til I get a grip finally And everybody in the game'll go and follow me Controlling my own lane, better steer clear of it Piece it all together til the top, like a pyramid Rhyming multiple syllables doesn't make you a lyricist Just because I won't diss back don't mean I'm fearing it Standing in front of a mic is my natural habitat But challenge to a battle rap I'm a radical acrobat My paragraphs flow better than bu*ter On top of toast i stay alone I ain't together wit others I'm a master, a ba*tard, I'm so hap-hazardous f**ing disastrous, I'm on my put em in a casket sh** I counteract the tracks from a** backwards Wannabe whack rappers and I'm about to blast a b**h I look around and see a lot of room No one on my level I gotta do what I gotta do I'm looking down, I ain't sad I'm on top of you Somebody outdoing me is impossible.. (Lose Yourself) Just give it to me now I know I'm bound to get it You call me foolish for rapping Ill never learn my lesson Your grades were great until you started chasing dreams You're focused on making green and when you say that I'll return a question What's it matter if I'm rapping or I'm in school? Either way I'll do it better than you kids do For my entire life I've always been superior Don't try to tell me different I won't listen to that sh** dude Gimme a pad or a textbook, you're mad that you'll get shook
Without me even having the best hook f** it, I don't even gotta be rhyming ya b**h I'm not even trying I know inside of me's lying a legend So every other rapper better start buying they seconds Time is running out the door I ain't tryna be second Or behind and be the left and, take a ride into heaven I'm designed to be tested with every line I invested I lost myself inside of rap and I'm happy I did it In the beginning I thought it was a crappy decision But I learn more than I do in the cla**es I sit in So if I ever leave then know I'll be back in a minute Ready to celebrate and scream like I'm pa**ing the finish You ran outta gas it ended but here at last I replenish Like the Reds in the seventies I ain't pa**ing the pennant But I'm slashing the reputation of past interventions I'm going harder than Viagra and ma**ive erections Ain't into confrontation maybe I'm pa**ive aggressive My future's brighter than the light that comes outta fluorescence I'm fully loaded on a scale of a thousand percentage I'll put it down once every other is pounded, cemented Counted, beheaded, found to be dead in a town full of peasants Beat down to their webbing, so my sound is the best And I been round for six and a half but Imma round it to seven It's my founded profession, counted and measured Been down, resurrected and found the protection in undoubted perfection No disrespect, but to me, my towns a possession Ready for fame but I ain't down to be hounded with questions I been bounded with threats and I'm surmounting the stresses Dilemmas over-mounted with the amount of the sessions Already crowded presently quit surrounding my essence It might be premature but go put the crown where my head is Where I'm headed isn't something that I'm facing sh** I might die tomorrow and this whole thing would be wasted But just in-case I play it safe while you be wasted It's crazy my sk** is debated cause of what my race is What's the point of being lyrical if no one listens? Been tryna touch a heart while mine seems to come up missing Ain't got no time, left to write bout if they run up dissing I got my focus on constellations and contradictions.. b**hes..