rap be something i find cool, i don freestyle to look like a fool
this be a stage where i can rule, rhymes should be as valuable as tha family jewels
i got nothin else to do, besides finding chicks to woo
people be luving tha way i do my buisnees, i murder your ass and leave no witness
leave ya family wit bitterness,everyone knowing how i be wit madness
don like people wit ya wackness, fools make fun of me for i cant be seen in darkness
this be why i joined this cypher,fools jus be calling me a knifer
i aint close to been mikyed phyfer,i mean tha ultimate emcee in a cyphers
this a form of resistance, you cant see me from a distance
for instance,i drink milk with tha word condense
this shit may not make sense, this be my animal instinct
your saw my girl she be hot ya dick would shrink, ya would be embarrassed and turn pink
i see ya girl i buy her a drink, thats jus be tha way us playas think
enough of this hatered, ya rhymes aint fucking sacread
i chopped one of busta's dreads, i m the ultimate one in bed
listening to game and nas like a parent, instead of running fucking errands
sadly to my parents, they don believe i m tha air aparent
so what u want me to do, when everyone be sayin u aint kool
like mike they want u sued, i d rather be fucking booed
doing this for i m the mood, this may sound rude
but im tha fucking best yall know it, when i ask for tha mic ya better throw it
for i mess wit fools who fucking legit, who halfway don fucking forefit
i m tha fucking best kept secret, many bitches dunno who i be wit
who i fucking eat wit, but that be aite thats why i m a fucking secret
rest in peace to easy e, he left tha keys to me b
so watcha gonna do g,ya don fucking know me
fools don be fucking getting pussy, but i aint trying to get mushy
i m jus trying to be pushy, this jus be what i see around me got some sushi?
this be tha life i live, watching fools changing from negative to positive
homie please don leave, i still got more see the other day i fucked this bitch called liv
this shit from tha bottom of my heart, this be as fresh as a fart
i aint be playin, homie i jus be prayin
that sheela give me that pussy, don call me if ya call me a woosi
but they be a lot of sad individual, who aint ever seen a bitch in tha metaphysical
you may find this difficult, as hard as i got hit by my own catapult
fools try take me down daily, but i beat their asses fucking yearly
i m fucking nearly, got my driver's licence but tha year aint over barely
this beat jus be fucking going on, going over this damn song
don get me fucking wrong, i still wanna prove ya wrong
that i ve got natural talent, plus i don really care bout violence
teachers round here jus fucking want silence, but i definitely aint got no assailent
people round here be using tha word nigga like please, treating it like a fucking disease
trying to make my fist release, but my mind and heart don want to cease
beats be going through my head like a instrumental, rhymning for me is a fundamental
people think i m stupid like i got a brain disease, but everyday i pray for a height increase
so i can whip all them fools asses, take their fucking bus passes
even the corny nerds i break their glasses, they all think i m from tha fucking hood i murder fools in masses
people think i got a fucking gun, i aint evil i would never murder a nun
my heart rises up and down like tha sun, everyday i blast out big pun
for he a great rapper, damn i wish i had a vintage packard
i could park in my court yard, playin soccer i always got red cards
when i grow up dunno what to do, dunno why i go to this school
don want no office job, i d rather join tha fucking mob
al yall wanna be doctors, others wanna play pro soccer
i jus wanna kill all yall, thats my fucking goal
for life be to short for us,stop tha violence no need to cuss
bloods and crips shoot it out everyday, never got tha chance we have today
people be dying here and there, screaming out thinking life and fair
i m jus spiittin tha influences around me, no one round here know who i really be
kids in tha ghetto wanna gro up be an og, but having a big house and lots cars mean nothin to me
for money aint tha route to happiness, tha world today is full of sadness
wish i was born back then, roundabout tha same time as MC Ren
dudes always used to suffer, but these days tha going has got rougher
dude acts hostile to me for he dunno me, but i know who i be
for kids to day, here parents been racist all day
others jus be dreamin of that day, they start receiving pay
i may not be be good at maths, but i sure know lifes paths
some fools jus want big fancy baths, thats why they do well in maths
someone has to clean tha toilet,ya broke asses be sleeping wit mosquito coils
rap is dying, real fans be cryin,record execs be laughing
this jus be me spitting it raw, jus like been cut by a saw
rhyming in my mind before i crawled, dreading tha day my head turned bald
my are fucking local, i m a rapper but i don be that vocal