KB - Got It Done lyrics

[Verse 1:]As soon I was coming to the left, I been right at it, never loss a rep/Expressing through my illness, never loss my health, I ran hundred laps and never catching my breath/The f**, somebody next, hunger and vicious, somebody k**in' depress, already know that yet/Now I pa** it through it lately, run around try to be dangerous, you be kickboxing the slanglish/ k**ed or be k**ed being the overtime, matter of fact I be k**in' with my dopest rhymes/Now the mean a** k**in' machine, known as the BSB, The Broad Street Bullies came to my dream so f** it/ KB, the midnight flow to go, the red and black is colorful/ Hop on the station, n***as be listen, I jam on it when n***as think I was diss them, let's clear em out [Verse 2:]Yo, I cross when a lot of sh** talk when the kid sparking and forced them/I keep my low-profile when we closed them/I have a special rhyme when my bars flowing more often, I flawless with the flow, let keep on talking/My fresh came in my dream, my flow is so mean/I coming from machine when n***as don't like me/You out of the line, let see who have a friend, them girls knocking the boots and n***as was being pretend/Flow of the Centuries, kept it my chemistry, all of sh** was opposite, and came for the better scene/2 years in a row, nowhere I need to go/The more battery murder coming from video/Ba** kept rocking while I got from stereos, inspired by rappers by calling them hero/Now you see nothing, there's a zero, I do it for all my fans just like my people [Verse 3:]Coming from Chicago State of Mind while I bust em the door, for the thousand-one question while I bringing all/Till I switch up the flow, to know I seem to recognized, some n***as even know my steez/Pushing the pedal, I represent the home of the ghetto, I used to flow Ain't Hard to Tell, I'm Illmatic/BSB rep, I own my own sh**, I started 95' all over this b**h/Crazy semi-pro by coming the status, all the way turn't up feel like a ad lib/BSB didn't know I can rep that, I using temper rising, It look like is coming back/DJ's scratch in the cut, we in the ruck, now you just jealous while n***as don't give a f**/Uh, I'mma 90's baby, n***as can't hate me/Tell it to themselves while n***a trying embrace me