[Phonecall] [Verse 1] I blow your mind like c**aine, nah I blow your mind like Cobain Rest in Peace s**er MC's deceased Rise on the East I'm the sun bringing heat for sure I've been making tracks on the low Waiting for my time to shine and then blow like Johnny, Depp Increase the rep Like a bench press set homie yes I get red Paid my dues but I'm still in debt Cause I have no credibility in the game yet Gotta apply, and run a background check But I bounce Cause I ain't done sh** yet Right now, that's what I'm trying to do Stay spitting rhymes whenever I roll through Call me the Grinch, homie I don't give a hoo Any MC yes I gotta k** you But don't take it personal it's business fool Do like Travolta just be cool And nowadays everybody sound the same The Price is Right, but I don't play that game Won't never stop 'till they all know my name Gotta grind to the top rid Rodriguez with the fame Homie if I k** you accept that you're gone This ain't Call of Duty you can't respawn Had your girl down talking on jive 'Till I hit you with the MP5 Suppression, I really hope y'all learned your lesson And never forget that I'm the unsung freshman [Voicemails]