The Introduction - Intellectual

[Produced by Dirty Rice]

Beats like this are the reason that I started writing

To weather the storm you heard the thunder? I saw the lightning

And felt the rain window panes covered hard to find the

Good times like Waldo I'm trying to find the lines that

I can speak that'll open heart, surgery

Stick to the truth while dudes committing perjury

In this court of law, judge and jury work for free

The gavel hits harder than the drums on one of Dirty's beats

So it's back to the pavement laying in the streets

Trust God but in the end keep friends closer than enemies

Hear the shots, I ain't talking alcohol or energy

The medicine inside my veins vaccinates the industry

Assassinate like killer bees that act of hate that's killing me

Attack the fake that's real in me, pulling me towards misery

But the old me's gone, history

Pull the curtains back, the introduction of a real MC

Beats like this are the reason that I started rapping

At a young age when I realized they all were clapping

Used it to fuel my depression, call me Clapton

So many tears from heaven need to get my heart a napkin

Sick and tired of all the corners that I'm always backed in

Every wall in front of me? All imagined

Had to learn to make my own plays, call me Madden

I just speak from the heart, wouldn't even call it rapping

Push hard, trying to break what I had thought were habits

Just sick of coming up short like August fashion

If you heard my last album probably caught me bragging

So I traded cockiness in for what they call the passion

Thought I had to hit hard, resort to talking trash and

Be a dope rapper, that's what I call entrapment

Trying to get a deal, considered it bargain rapping

The game's stupid, cupid, I call it heart assassin