Why i rap and what i rap for.. hyped up with a message to people
Through oceans beaches and lakers im here for Christ's Sake
Through akward landings, rubber bandin and misunderstanding
I survive those lies and i tell these people why
Im here to rap to get this stack and make my fam come back
to its notmal place, and to wipe all my shit in my foe's face
And make these hoe's say it was a mistake to leave my space
To end the sterotype that my music's just a disgrace
So i put the kicks on and tie up the lace
I rap to expell lies, and sent out messages
To massage the stressed and leave a chance for the restless
They think we aint shit without a gold necklace
Half these wiggers prolly dont no wat the best is
I have an ample oppurtunity to surpass and suceed
Cuz im plaaced low on to the bottom of the last seed
But i sill do it for the love and the respect
For the torment and regret
For the cash and the check
To end my life's wreck
Better yet ya best bet is to turn around... and hand me that crown..
Second verse I still havent cursed
They call me the best of the worst
Well like it or love it im gon glide up to the top
Motivated enough and hyped when the beat drops
My talent should be illegal and bein chased by the cops
I rap with versatility, no obscurity, unknown my abilities
I flow so ill to make paralyzed people start to feel me
I aint scared to spit something so damn HARSH
Im out of this world like i was livin in MARS
Still cuttin through beats and flows like SCARS
Cuz ive made my lyrics becomes sicker than SARS
And they doubt me and think i cant rap
Callin my music crap, well heres my trap
Its a cat and mouse game and im the leader
And i aint fake like telephone call mind reader's
I dont rap bout death hate or cockin back nina's
Or play out my shit like beembers with 2 seater's
Hey Hey just turn around time to hand the crown
The kid comin up the youngest prince since Caesar to be crowned