[ Featuring Chris Carroll ]
Style's archaic original like Judaic I'm killing tapes in space like estates they didn't make it
No I never was a team player layers and layers I still pray to J Moore and the Word Sayers
Portrayed us a generation that's raised on San Andreas
They thinking they'll downplay us and sway us from getting famous
I ain't a about a damn thing just stop us from decay us
The chaos had betrayed us fight back they trying to slave us
To save us use the speed that you had learned from Mavis
It won't be long bring it on billionaires vs billions fists up
Cause we the type mili-types think about when they toss and turn on any sleepless night
A rebel without pause, the DAW the phenotype
Filling you with divine rhymes every mother fronting time
Shouldn't just hope so living gifted evokes those
I got a knack for spitting clairvision in what I wrote yo
Something keeps growing the rep or the nat debt
Thinking accumulating it will get you where you're going nah
I'm finna stand still throw my dopest poems out
Hoping to goad 'em out throwing coldest shoulders now
Something keeps growing the rep or the nat debt
Thinking accumulating it will get you where you're going nah
I'm finna stand still throw my dopest poems out
Hoping to goad 'em out throwing coldest shoulders now
Ayo I'm thinking we can all agree gifted is an anomaly
Killing me with a bottle but filled with the pills your swallowing
I never said to follow me I'm only spitting knowledge see
A problem with all 'em balling farther than their wallets reach
Palming uncommon fits while feeding top ramen kids
You're getting it wrapped up like your man Tuttankhommen did
You bomb like Osama did lechon for kasama kids
It's non-existent still I am resistant with talking shit
Keep watching this I'm breaking it off on Maury Popovich
Because I'm not the father to your blue ass looking waffle bitch
Down in the 9th inning grinning you're looking chinny
I'm 'bout to ring your bell and have you seeing birds that spinning
What's in it? I'm bringing it back to triple digits
I'm thinking that raps bringing it back to its humble beginnings
Big shoes to fill it ain't a problem no small feet
From Common Market Live sans Sabzi to Mobb Deep
Something keeps growing the rep or the nat debt
Thinking accumulating it will get you where you're going nah
I'm finna stand still throw my dopest poems out
Hoping to goad 'em out throwing coldest shoulders now
Something keeps growing the rep or the nat debt
Thinking accumulating it will get you where you're going nah
I'm finna stand still throw my dopest poems out
Hoping to goad 'em out throwing coldest shoulders now
