There's not you could do or say to phase me People think I'm a bit crazy I get it from all angles, even occasionally Doc Have to step in every once in a while to me
To make me stop and think about it 'fore I just say Sometimes I forget what other just may think A lot of rappers probably wouldn't how to take me If they heard some shit I layed to tape 'fore they me
I may be a too fast-paced and racy Sometimes the average listener rewinds and me Twenty 'cause I say so many rhymes it may seem Like I'm going too cause my mind is racing
And I could a fuck what category you place me Long as when I'm pushin' up and gone As long as you place me amongst one of greats I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z
For every single fan who embrace me I'm thankful for the talent in God gave me And I'm thankful for the environment he placed me it or not, I thank my mom, far as she raised me
In a neighborhood daily that jumped and me It only made me I am today See of what anybody believes who hates me You ain't make or break me
Tryin' to strip me of my or make me look fake, G You're gonna be in for a rude awakening 'Cause or later you haters are all gonna face me And when you face me with all the shit been savin'
To say to me, you had all time to think about it Now pussy out and try to wimp out, face me 'Cause I've been patiently for the day That we meet, in the same place to see
No matter how many I been in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's never
No matter how many battles I in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's enough
My flow's untouchable, now you face it Uh oh, it worse when I go back to the basics You gon', say the wrong and get your whole face split The smell of victory love it so much I can it
I my target, blaze it, direct hit, graze it Your talk, save it, your shit sounds, dated over-rated, I'm obli-gated To study your moves crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the best and the worst then God's is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' boy? I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you shit To be I go ballistic, it's hieroglyphic
My music is a drug, press play you gotta sniff it Shoot it or pop it, roll it bag it or it It get you over and over but you gotta cop it When it's hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, it
No matter how many battles I in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, never enough
No matter how battles I been in and won No matter how many on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, never enough