I get it
I get it
I got it
How a ni**a
Really flossing
On the street
Despite looking like
A freak
And wearing shirts
That meant for Geeks
I get it
I got it
Same ni**a
Who can spazz
On top of beats
And never talk
About the streets
Yet rappers
Still could not
Compete
I get it
I got it
Crazy
How I read em
Like Artemis Foul
Then they're forced
The throw the towel
Cuz my mouth
Works like
My bowels
I get it
I got it
All these ni**as soft
They had to call the foul
Want beef
But couldn't take
The cow
When it socks em
In their jowls
I get it
I got it
Its done
Now I'm here rapping
For keeps
When back then
It was for the fun
Most of my peers
Be rapping bout guns
But I've never seen them
With one
Thats different
I'm steady talking bout
sh*t I'm living
While going the distance
Cuz my talents
Were not so gifted
Ability level
Done shifted
Like Jimminey Christmas
How I'm built
With bricks
Of linguistics
Write hieroglyphics
Cuz ni**as don't
Understand
Beats changing
Like channels
Still
On Demand
Spit lassos of truth
Call me Wonder Man
Course I'm spitting
Aced English
No wonder, man
Better than your favorite
Bars will leave em in the pavement
Started rapping out of spite
And now I'm here
To make some statements
Take on any A-List
Once they're put on top
My aim list
Never preyed apon the weak ass
City rappers
Who be aimless
Sipping on tea
Mixed with lemonade
Ain't never been afraid
Since Jay and Em
Became Renegades
Write Killer pages
Like Hemingway
Slice chicken heads
Throw the hen away
Spit just bout
Everyday
Built my foundation
Thats made from the truth
Strengthen like Broly
When stepping in booths
The power is too
Absolute
Wilding yet
I'm astute
ni**as cannot
Compute
What I do
Accept that
Hit harder
Than Harden
Hits stepbacks
Blast off
Mando with the Jetpack
Yall ni**as never
Had set backs
Yall only said that
I sense that
Got alarms when you're capping
Wrote my experience
While yall were yapping
You b*tch
Only bark
Little sapling
Bones like twigs
That I'm snapping
Crack rappers
Like lobster I'm sampling
Yall don't really act
What you rap like
You ain't on the grind
Word to half pipes
Got a Hellmouth
I'm Buffy in a past life
Never needed ni**as
All my punches have Spikes
Refered as the
Beast from the East
Flambe gon cook them
So my fam can eat
Used to lay low
Stay discreet
Now I don't taste defeat
So know at the least
When I get it
I got it
How a ni**a
Really flossing
On the street
Despite looking like
A freak
And wearing shirts
That meant for Geeks
I get it
I got it
Same ni**a
Who can spazz
On top of beats
And never talk
About the streets
Yet rappers
Still could not
Compete
I get it
I got it
Crazy
How I read em
Like Artemis Foul
Then they're forced
The throw the towel
Cuz my mouth
Works like
My bowels
I get it
I got it
All these ni**as soft
They had to call the foul
Want beef
But couldn't take
The cow
When it socks em
In their jowls
I get it
I got it
How a ni**a
Really flossing
On the street
Despite looking like
A freak
And wearing shirts
That meant for Geeks
I get it
I got it
Same ni**a
Who can spazz
On top of beats
And never talk
About the streets
Yet rappers
Still could not
Compete
I get it
I got it
Crazy
How I read em
Like Artemis Foul
Then they're forced
The throw the towel
Cuz my mouth
Works like
My bowels
I get it
I got it
All these ni**as soft
They had to call the foul
Want beef
But couldn't take
The cow
When it socks em
In their jowls
I get it
I got it