There's not much you do or say to phase me People think I'm a little bit I get it from all angles, 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 I forget what other people just may think A lot of probably wouldn't know how to take me If they heard some shit I layed to 'fore they erase me
I may be a little too and racy Sometimes the average rewinds and plays me Twenty times I say so many rhymes it may seem Like I'm going too fast cause my is racing
And I could give a fuck what category you me Long as when I'm pushin' up and gone As long as you me amongst one of them greats I the heavenly gates, I'd be cool beside Jay-Z
For every single fan who embrace me I'm thankful for the in which God gave me And I'm thankful for the environment that he me Believe it or not, I my mom, far as she raised me
In a neighborhood daily that jumped and me It made me what I am today See regardless of what anybody who hates me You ain't make or break me
to strip me of my credibility or make me look fake, G You're gonna be in for a rude awakening 'Cause sooner or later you haters are all gonna me And when you face me with all the shit you've savin'
To say to me, you had all this to think about it Now don't out and try to wimp out, face me 'Cause been patiently waitin' for the day That we meet, in the same place to see
No matter how many I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, never enough
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
My untouchable, now you gotta face it Uh oh, it gets worse when I go back to the You gon', say the wrong shit and get your face split The of victory love it so much I can taste it
I spot my target, blaze it, direct hit, it Your peace talk, it, your shit sounds, dated over-rated, I'm obli-gated To study moves then crush you motherfuckers
If I'm the and the worst then God's gift is a curse Soldier trained to destroy, you payin' attention I spit shit, slick shit, so quick you miss To be specific I go ballistic, it's
My music is a drug, play you ain't gotta sniff it Shoot it or pop it, roll it bag it or it It get you high over and but you gotta cop it When it's hot hot, your hatin' is undeniable, stop it
No matter how battles I been in and won No matter how magazines on my nuts No matter how MC's I eat up Oh, it's never
No matter how battles I been in and won No how many magazines on my nuts No matter how many I eat up Oh, it's enough