Its been certain that your actions are always definin you

I remain one step ahead walkin back wards to keep my eye on you

I don't cock nines with my word play I'm killin ya

Base my life offa some words that sound similar

Dear haters kindly fuck off whatever your words fake

Spit the cleverest wordplay to sever your vertebrae

Were off to see the wizard and to chisel his innards

Give em a rip in his gizzard finish the bitch with some different scissors

And this is all metaphorically

Even if you penetrate my armor ill rebuttle back with your sword in me

Alotta wack rappers gettin big and yes its sad to see

But I'm just tryna make a livin spittin dope don't get mad at me

Step to the kid if you faggots have the audacity

I get on every track like a fuckin trains after me

I'm pissed off rap is the cause

And the only time that you will see me clapped is applause

Us real emcees? Got the proper mix

Of delivery lyrics swagger flow and desire to not forget

That the reason this game exists its not the bottle piff

My words are religion I dare you to be my apostles bitch

If you feelin what I spit then g amen

Catch me writin on a school night 3 am

Not after cash shit I ain't even think the fame is good

Does every dope rapper have to be from a dangerous neighborhood

Im just a sick emcee and I ain't tryna be gangsta

But it seems if you don't got blings and shit they wana be hangin ya

Well fuck that and all your commercial bullshit

Fuck your money cash and cars and the fact that your full of it

Ill fuck you up its war my source of course a contortion twist

Drop you hardcore to the floor with the force of a horses kick

Leave you coughin in awe so sick I'm on some naseous shit

There's a small list of dope rappers many crossin off of it

Despite the common misconception rap is not a game

Ill stab gucci in the back and piss out waka flockas flame

I depend on rappin verses just like crops on rain

I just wana live off the shit and not be locked in fame

I've been bottlin up thoughts since I was young I knew nothing

I just wondered why those rappers would say they sick when they bluffing

The world is full of assholes and scene kids

And fake fucks who about as real as a dream is

Ill leave you mother fuckers crawlin I'm mad

Don't try to justify your arrogance by callin it swag

I've lit the flame I got until the candle whick dies

I'm just spittin the creed from which I live by/