Shad - Yaa I Get It lyrics

I get it... (Verse 1) Maybe I'm not big cuz I don't blog or Twitter Dawg, I'm bitter I didn't happen on the flop, but I'll win it on the river Longest winter got me seasoned Now I'm a non-beginner Meanin' not yet a veteran but nevertheless Pick the drug or the rapper man I'm better than meth Dope as E though or Ether the drug or the Jay diss I would say dope as reefer but that would be too basic And overplayed, overslaved won't complain though The games been good to a young'un outta London so I'm grateful Not just for the fundin' or for the fans But for the chance to say somethin, it wasn't in the plans at first It was sad days, halfway to graduation Cap and black cape making job applications I hate the catch phrase "Canadian rap sensation" Shad K don't have chains, big as the Appalachians But since the label put me out like ash trays to smoke cats I have gained some accolades and admiration It's grown since then Though that second album man was so old-school Folks called it old Princeton I'm still penny pinchin it was so fine My bills gonna hold still as pig skin When its field goal time, now That being said it's still 09 And i still got a lot of credit I still owe 9 But they charge no interest, so I pay no interest Meaning I pay no mind, If there ain't no fine, I'm fine I hope I ain't boring y'all rappin bout rap But the only thing I love more then rappin is nappin And I know nobody want to hear me rap about that You want the underdog spazzin on the track I get it... (Verse 2) Well my name ain't Lil' Wayne Gretzky, But y'all know better than to check me In the game, my whole record's like a technique Telin' referees to peak at the press seats a sec please DROP YOUR GLOVES OJ *haha* I knock you into next week make you get teeth replaced Can't use plates what you get to eat Gives new meaning to tube steak Like watching you breast feed doomsday Move on these squares like a chess piece, I'm deadly Even if you're Supernatural , I'm Craig G Jesse James meets Jet Li k**ing these fakes at breakneck speed I make your head steam like a pet peeve Get your neck squeezed 'til the breath leaves Got the finesse and the prestige And more Mac than 10 tech geeks dissing XP Best in the league of vets like ex-marines highest pedigree When I get the beat it's hereditary Genetic freak poetically One-ten degree Memphis heat spittin' steadily Medically decapitate this rapper's face Still won't get a head of me I'm the best I'll ever be (Yeah!) The cats out the bag, the new Shad's out Now they spell it S.H.A.D.D. the way I spaz out I don't bad mouth but I'll quickly put down the cat if he bit me like Roy's boy Siegfried, Welcome to the big leagues Where they pitch heat, still on a hit streak My rappin's like battin' .360 *Hey Griffey slow down do something less cerebral* I ain't big enough yet *I gotta keep impressin' people* I get it , guess its a lesser evil Weapons lethal as a Desert Eagle Now my lethal weapon won(one) You don't get a sequel I Get it... (Verse 3) No eviction notice still i'm homeless on a poets mission Not that I'm a fiend stealing ba** like Otis Nixon Livin' on the street naw i'm livin' on the road consistent Making fans multiply like a coefficient Record sales im making low comission but the visions mine They don't change my record like pitchin' a no decision Guitar playing emcee Yea i'm known for spittin' While i'm tappin on my fender like cars in a slow collision The precision of my flows in terms of tone and diction Is akin to that of the old masters of prose and fiction So many sold their souls , my soul ambitions To hold solace so calm and bright as a solar system I'm from a soul tradition; heads think I'm going to prison Cause I'm talking off this rap sheet with the most conviction The most commitment, no other pro is so proficient The coldest spittin', Rakim north pole edition LISTEN!