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