It's for the taken, history in the making Break records, imminent aching, never limit your faith Less is best, gotta limit your space Never rush, you gotta pace if you wanna win at the race Right back to the gravel I go travel and blow It's like a rush when you used to having it all Got me jonesy back to back, 5 in the morning Losing sleep just to outwork my opponents Back's on it, when I twist I'm ready to own it Too much goose, cut it loose, you ready to throw it Carson, OG, he through the tent Marshal Linz kinda breaking through the defense Past season, of course he thought he had it Richard Sermon take victory from crab tree Broke now, had dough the other day Just like the streets, it can go the other way any day sponsored links Any seconds, respect the spitters, not many left Every time I rhyme it lifts out of my chest Even if it's windy I never run out of breath Never run out of pain, never run out of balls Keep watching my pray or go run out yours Never run out and tell, we can't afford to charge Everything on a scale, we can't afford the loss Whole team lame, everybody a fraud Leave it up to the gram now, everybody a boss Sacrifice for rap 'fore anybody could see it Hear the streets a who*e now, anybody could hit it Had to spit it how I live it, body and everything Bar for bar, pound for pound, Mayweather in every rain Chris like Tyson and power like Linix Trap 'em like Mohamed they sugar just like Leonard They feeling a bunch of p**y hoes Young rad to use a rookie, fools Just a team up out of north Philly Hips could in every hood he chose He got so much to offer now the talent's there On the flip side, the violence there Just a second of fame, though One heck of a balance there, thought they break him but only made them He's alive, n***a