歌词
I'm the one you don't sit on
Even if it's what you gotta do to get on
I be a mic you can't spit on
Blowing off dust is
Everything is everything
But everything is trust me
I follow old school rules I don't need tools
F**k around I just might grab you
By your neck tight
D-E-C-A-Y relate easy
Slick with a scruffy beard and my hair peasy
Yo I step on the scene
With Guess on the jeans
And break your team down effortlessly
They be talking a whole lot
That shit ain't impressing to me
A lot of niggas rapping
I do this professionally
Please cease fire so we can reach higher
F**k all of that fronting shit claiming
That you ducking it
I am what I am that's all that I is
This is the mixtape niggas better
Handle the biz
Sick bastard master of ceremonies
I'm blasting off at the cameras
I'm bucking with all my glory
End of story new beginning
I'm finger far game
Got the pen upon the choker
And I'm spitting ink at a page
Simply amazed
I'm crazed leave rappers emblazoned
Rage against the machine
The face of the grand machine
Roll in motherf**kers
I welcome them into the team
When you hear what I've got to say
I'm sure you won't be able to
Turn your head away
Yeah yeah I'm back in the spot
Got my name popping up
Like a jack-in-the-box
Cause one verse will put your man in a box
Cannabis drop
Cannabis drop
But now it's oh wait
No way this shit is getting spins
Probably cause you busy
Trying to keep up with the trendsetter
I'm here from now until forever
Don't know who I'm behind
But I know who I'm ahead of
Yeah I'm a soldier a monster art of
Amongst us
Can't f**k with cowards
Muscled my way in office
Will never harvest the heart of a coming artist
The hardest rapper dropping
I'm walking into the game
Y'all f**kers leaving in coffins
Amongst us
Muscled my way in office
Will never harvest the heart of a coming artist
I'm walking into the game
Y'all f**kers leaving in coffins
Back for the second time
But not the second hand
Hope you understand
That the cut-off is here fam
Stand up cause man down
Run laps around clowns
Who don't rise above under underground
Chi-town representing
We grab the microphone
As the three deadly henchmen
With Snowgoons on the offensive
And burn like gas creating stars
That you see from afar
With each bar you get scarred
It don't matter who you are
When you hear what I've got to say
I'm sure you won't be able to turn your head away
Cause what I'm gonna talk about
Nobody nobody nobody wants to be without
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