There's not you could do or say to phase me think I'm a little 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 about it 'fore I just say things Sometimes I forget what other people just may A lot of rappers probably wouldn't know how to me If heard some shit I layed to tape 'fore they erase me
I may be a little too and racy Sometimes the average listener and plays me Twenty times 'cause I say so many rhymes it may Like I'm going too cause my mind is racing
And I could give a fuck what category you me Long as I'm pushin' up daisies and gone As as you place me amongst one of them greats When I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool Jay-Z
For every die-hard fan who embrace me I'm thankful for the talent in God gave me And I'm thankful for the environment that he me Believe it or not, I thank my mom, far as she me
In a neighborhood daily that jumped and me It made me what I am today See regardless of anybody believes who hates me You gonna make or break me
Tryin' to strip me of my or make me look fake, G only 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 you've savin'
To say to me, you had all this time to think it Now don't pussy out and try to wimp out, me 'Cause I've been waitin' for the day we finally meet, in the same place to see
No matter how many battles I in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's enough
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how many on my nuts No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's never
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 whole face split The of victory love it so much I can taste it
I spot my target, it, direct hit, graze it Your peace talk, save it, shit sounds, dated over-rated, I'm obli-gated To study your moves then crush you
If I'm the best and the then God's gift is a curse trained to destroy, you payin' attention boy? I shit, slick 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 Shoot it or pop it, it bag it or chop it It get you high over and but you gotta cop it When hot it's hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No how many battles I been in and won No matter how many magazines on my No how many MC's I eat up Oh, it's enough
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, never enough