[Verse]

I'm sick of gossiping bitches and niggas who gossip like bitches

Claimin' they live but if you pop 'em they snitchin'

Some watch from the building and gain knowledge of dealers

Knowin' they lack the heart of those who out on the benches

I was out in the trenches

Which enables me to paint such a powerful picture like Apocalypse Now

I put my heart in my lyrics everytime I sit down to write

My source of inspiration, ain't three and a half mics

I must have been an MC in my past life

Presently, I'm unquestionably poetic, I'm mad nice

People act like I don't deserve nothing I got

I grew up in the spot, my sleep was interrupted by customers' knocks

Some of y'all should just stop the animosity you got for me, luck it was not

For years we ran our projects like a marathon, its catastrophic

Our time, death, and pride but came out on conquest

Subsequently some are with me others ain't, yet the gutter's within me

I wish for nothing except that my mother was with me

Some place judgement against me based on nothing but envy

They pray for "My Downfall" like the song by Biggie

Born in the city which never sleeps 'til rest in peace

It's carved in stone, some starved while others bled to eat

Rap is my legacy, I leave my seed my destiny

Except I hope she never see the treachery success could bring

The trife life and death of kings

I'm from the rarest breed of people who rep the street and spit poetically

Never sleep, rest assured Mega is dope in his pure form

The dealer/MC keepin' it real is my protocol

Fall back I got you open off the style I was workin on it

The beat is lifeless, 'til I put my verses on it

I reminisce confinement as I read a kite

From my people with secret indictment, freedom and triumph

Contemplating putting sprees on the tires

Dominating this beat with my rhyming as if you need a reminder

I spit that drug dealer shit you might have seen on The Wire

What other lyricist is known for giving people consignment

I'm eager to find my equal in rhyming, I rock Iceberg jeans with the Nikes

An extremist with rhymin' deep as Poseidon

Breedin' in violence now I live in a peaceful enviroment

A secret asylum from the streets where people be wilding

Some blind with fury from seeing me shining

Like a phoenix arising from the depths showin' the Reaper defiance