[Intro:]
I can't believe
That I really got to take time
Out of writing this album
To address some foolishness
So be it
[Hook:]
I guess I gotta do it to 'em
Guess I gotta do it to 'em
Know I gotta do it to 'em
My whole school tried to play a nigga
Now a nigga's gotta do it to 'em
Wish I didn't have to do it to 'em
I didn't want to have to do it to 'em
I can, I can really rap too, I swear
[Verse 1:]
First and foremost, this is not a diss track
See, this is like a chin check just to keep you people in check
Often times I ponder why they act like I'm some rookie
And overlook me
Your best bet now is to pay the bookie
It's a Dark Knight when these Jokers get to laughin' and dissin'
Until that nigga with the juice get to actin' like Bishop
Cause I hear all the whispers
And they claiming they ain't impressed
But if they coming for a king, they better say it with their chest
Checkmate
That one probably just flew in and out your ear
See I'mma dumb it down for y'all and make it clear
Ay, look my nigga, y'all ain't even gotta like me
But you will respect my talent
Y'all ain't gotta think I'm fly
But you will respect my talons
See, I'm trying to find a balance between
Doing what I love and being loved
Y'all got me on a balancing beam
Balancing things I thought would never bother a nigga
But I refuse to let negativity slaughter a nigga
I'm asking y'all cause I'm confused
Where's the union of the black students?
We're not supporting those in rap music
Plus you're assuming that cause I rap that automatically I act stupid
And what I rap about is that foolish
But the truth is, I rap ruthless
I'm squaring up at the game with two fists
Cause I'm colder than Cube is
And my mind is Rubix
And these niggas just clueless
Cause on the night when I'm shining, they're closing their two lips
Yo, I could give two shits
I swear these niggas crazy
Cause I've got every single expectation pushing daisies
And I've got everyone who doubt a nigga looking Swayze
Cause I'm back for a rap massacre, rapping so spectacular
Coming for blood, vascular, feel like the black Dracula
Back of the class, packing a gat for the last Passover
How did the black bachelor, turn to the Rap Master?
He went from an ambassador, straight to a Rap Chancellor
Saving from plain rappers, straight down to the last passenger
Em is a Rap God? Then I am Hip-Hop's Pastor
And I'm sick of all the talking, hearing all the bullshit
If you scared, go to church and meet me at the pulpit
Y'all niggas whine, it's fine, I'm getting better with time
Just pray you don't catch a line from this veteran mind
I'm better inclined to show my skills, y'all niggas know the deal
I've seen my music on the blogs, so I know it's real
And I'm still docile, learning from Rap Fossils
Thanks to all who have supported me for being thoughtful
I laugh at those who like to say I'm awful
I'm rapping circles round these squares like a plate of waffles
I'm just saying if you stop rapping, I bet that no one would miss you
I bet they won't shed no tears and I bet they won't grab no tissue
I'm blowing up like a missle, an uppercut or a pistol
If life was a book of verses, I'm writing my own epistle
I ain't no saint though
I'm just another nigga kicking knowledge with insane flows
The boy can flamethrow
You get hot, then you burn out that's the way the game go
But I'mma spark until I put my Mama in that Range Ro
I just spoke to K.O
I got a new found respect for my nigga
I hope one day I'm counting checks with my nigga
I like to argue and talk about who's the best with my nigga
But I wish nothing but success for my nigga, and that's the truth
I don't see a lot of rappers out here focused on youth
I see a lot of fake MC's and they looking like dupes
Y'all all here to nuke, and y'all all hear the truth
That's why I'm killing every track
I just John Wilkes'd the Booth, Nigga