"Underdog"

[Verse One]:

They lookin' at me like a Martian

Niggas gon' make me a marksman

So if you on your mark then, ready set

Go, Shooter like Mark Whalberg

Most niggas is all words

Till I see them goons with sticks and toothpicks, y'all d'oeuvres

I'll appear, ya dead, nuff said

And who me?

A period baby, somethin' serious baby, no, seriously baby?

You don't like me fine

Fuck you too, I'm with them seats reclined in that DV9

My indie award, winner off the b.b. line

A few know what I'm back fo' read my mind

I'm, still king of the crib in it

Infinite street nigga, mixed with a distinguished gentleman

Before Fab threw the clubs in his songs

Hundai, where was he all night long?

In the Fords, in the crowbar

Ask 'Fay how he used to play in Prevay

He just learned about hi couture in '04

I been had finer things in designer jeans

My flow is so on another planet

Ha, better prepare for landin'

And it's sad to say

But when niggas feel threatened about what they don't understand and it turns to hate

So instead I turned to the great

Man upstairs He said, "P your turns comin', just wait."

So I waited

I kept writin'

They kept hatin'

And I ain't like it

But when you know you got a flow like a hydrant

And you don't rap like niggas in your environment

Tell me what the hell you supposed to do

If you was in my shoes, I'm in my space boots

But, my spaceship couldn't dip like Three Stacks

So I'm stuck on the Earth where the beats at

I guess I was just usin' my time wisely

Cause it's funny how these niggas despise me

But I'mma do it till the fork is in me

Tea baby, I guess we's Mork and Mindy, huh?

So ride with your boy through the orbit

Until the fat lady sings like Norbit

I told dudes I was really hot

Now I'm hoppin' off planes in them Jeremy Scotts

The standards I set, the product I gave

A lawyer couldn't pass the bar that I've raised

Top 5 today and you don't say P?

Total disrespect, the whole city disagree

Dude, ask your boss, bet he listen to me

Got e'ryone of my mixtapes under his seat

Still I'm

[Hook]:

Underdog

Say I'm that

Underdog

[Verse Two]:

Some dudes sit on the porch and listen to 'Pac

I'd rather sit in the drop and listen to rock

Like, "Shhh here come the good part

Do do do do do

Damn, you hear them guitars?"

I'm a few strings short of a guitar

A little looney but the kid got a good heart

"Hey, why Khaled don't play your records?"

"I don't know. When you see him ask him that question."

Everybody wanna speculate and make suggestions

You know how the media twists it

When you get to ventin' they immediately will view it as dissin'

Who else could have closed out Listennnn...?

They thought I was a quiter

So they tried to do me like Luda did

In Hustle & Flow and throw my demo in the shitter

Instead of tryin' to Cry Me A River, Timerlakin'

Got my Tims laced, I'm anxious

Ready to take it over

There's no such thing as luck

So this is opportunity meetin' my preparation

Therefore I'm fully prepared for detonation

Count down till Product Of Determination

You see this raps on the plate that they left for him?

You see the dog with a cape on my left arm?

Therefore I got a point to prove

I'm goin' in twice as hard as you, you feel me?

So if you feel like you underrated, under paid, under appreciated

Don't hate it, you'se a

"Underdog"

Until the day you make it, when you get it let no one take it

Now repeat that

So if you feel like you underrated, under paid, under appreciated

Don't hate it, you'se a

"Underdog"

Until the day you make it, let no one take it

Now repeat that

[Hook]:

Underdog

Say I'm that

Underdog