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