[Verse 1] How did hip-hop find me How the neighborhood virtually crime free I mean the home with trafficers, But as it was cops was more concerned with cars moving at a high speed Or house party's hosting underage drinkers Traditions say the area ain't underage thinkers Co-Found enough to carry hip-hop's glory, But there's a little twist to this hip-hop story A book ain't defined by it's cover I was in the crib that day find into struggle A single mother raising two wannabe hoop stars That found a little more comfort listening to 2Pac And Snoop Dogg bitch, now I'm the most wanted So sick, baby like he flows vomit The hardest thing out the west homie post Chronic That's what the blog is gonna post when they post on me yeah
[Hook] If I sounded like a lunatic, When I said I be the baddest motherfucker doing it About a doubter or a naysayer, But he who talk's shit will be the one I thank later My people put him into thinking out When they ask you if you give a fuck go and sing it loud Get live, about time, get live
[Verse 2] Against all odds shit An immigrant child develop the ability to really spit with a style Similar to legends who probably be listening now Like these suckers ain't figure it out In the steroid era, they swing for the fence with they smash single He play the clean hitting doubles and would slap singles Now if you ask about them people say he bad a thousand His body of work prove he body all these rap singles I mean his verses vs they verses Surfaces the work, but they words what your worth's is And what's worse is, dude's a true word smith And that shit work their nerves, and make them nervous And word is it's more clearer who the torch bearer Who could carry the philosophies from the dope era And make that shit hot within today's platform Everyday a stars born, platform
[Hook] If I sounded like a lunatic, When I said I be the baddest motherfucker doing it About a doubter or a naysayer, But he who talk's shit will be the one I thank later My people put him into thinking out When they ask you if you give a fuck go and sing it loud Get live, about time, get live
[Verse 3] Against all odds shit So that probably be you bet against me When I say i'd be among the best to ever emcee I guess you need the evidence, well evidently My bars a lot to gain down, I spit that penitentiary yeah And people say the pen is deadly But they don't write the shit I'm kicking so eloquently It's that easy to me homes, this is elementary I got it down to a science like the elements see Money solid, flow is like liquid Oozes all cash from the coldest around spitting Emcee who representing for the Golden State The way that i'mma eat it make you think that you should warm a plate And just they, that's the kid from the honor classes Who was questioned, but would hit you with some honest answers The truth in the booth and every track I'm on is classic Don't forget the name is fucking ICON you bastards! uh
[Hook] If I sounded like a lunatic, When I said I be the baddest motherfucker doing it About a doubter or a naysayer, But he who talk's shit will be the one I thank later My people put him into thinking out When they ask you if you give a fuck go and sing it loud Get live, about time, get live
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