Head High - Intellectual

[Intro: Rob Markman]

I mean one day

Muthafucka came to me and said I gotta be humble

Have you ever read the fuckin' definition of humble?

You see me, you see greatness, what the fuck I got to be humble about?

You know?

You fuckin' with a Marksman

[Verse 1: Rob Markman]

I heard that humbleness is weakness

Gather 'round, I don’t know who need to hear this

They want us humble, deep down they really fear us

We been humble for minute, eatin' anything they feed us

I never had a bite, can't wait until the afterlife

I read the Passion Christ, this is what my passion like

A hustler, manic-like, far from the panic type

Tryna get the package right, goin' hand to hand at night

Food on the table, but the babies fed by candlelight

I mean salmon’s nice, tonight it’s only spam and rice

Gotta keep the family tight just in case the famine strike

My hunger unexplainable, I gotta big appetite

They say the meek shall inherit

Sorry, father, that shit ain't in my spirit

I'm made in ya image and they placed you in a prison

But I'll never let 'em trap me in my humble beginnings

[Chorus: The Ichiban Don]

Aye aye aye stand up, chest out, head high

Any nigga take me for sweet, bunch of dead guys

Get out my way little nigga, lemme shine, lemme grind

God bless every nigga on their way up

Shoot, this ain't no lay-up

Pay dues, take ya pay cuts

Boy, it's time to get this muthafuckin' paper

[Verse 2: Rob Markman]

I screamed Write to Dream, everybody told me dream on

Most days had nobody else to lean on

Didn't have no blueprint, drew the shit freeform

Didn't have no 'Ye, or no Bink to put no beats on

No Just, just the Ichiban D-Don

He said, "Rob, I got some shit you need to breathe on"

Linked me up with Pat, that young brother a phenom

I caught a flight, first night we did three songs

This all manifested, shit I've been battle-tested

Fuck the opps, been duckin' shots since my adolescence

Bullets no names, I feel this one had a message

Shots close range, thank God that I had a second

Never touched me, I’m what you would consider lucky

Fate's two-faced, 50/50, shit is pretty ugly

They screaming fuck me huh? It could get pretty touchy

That's when you breathe and you hit 'em like, “This shit's above me”