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My life isn't bad, i have so much fun
Especially when I spit it out, so hun
listen up as I'm gonna go and grab your gun
The shoot you up with it until you are done
so next time you try to rap and fight with me
You'll realize that the fight was over and done last week.
...it was over last week/
in hip-hop, cash speaks/
but this is where the truth of the math meets/
if your label release 100 thousand copies then u must subtract leaks/
from one cope becomes millions of it shared online/
so you must earn they're hearts in order for them to share a dime/
how do u do that?...by being truthful and sincere in rhymes/
but hip-hop years are very short so recycle the funds/
but beef cost money for security, rifles and guns/
but if u aint about the beef/
thats when they wanna test you in and out the streets/
and for that you might catch a case for walkin around with heat/
its a catch 20/20 just stay focused on buisness/
keep those thats close at a distance and ya foes in attendance/
Vincent u raw as fk... No d/r..
I keep my eyes closed n dream as the day goes
just to lay low, take note of what the bay told
hurricane struck n we all dead, well, except a few
n ever once in a while, poor family of 5 are floatin by on canoes
it may sound played, but I need the life now
despite growls of livin in an all white town
I tried my hardest to make it n not to fake it
then the words of my father come back...... you can take it
double trouble
'take all you have, run for your life'
with the words of my father, i left my home that night,
never looked back.. never got the chance,
travellin' on my own outta germany through france,
i still remember those nights, so lonely and so cold,
sleeping on my own with noone but just my soul
for company, i really found myself,
now i've rose to power, money, fame and wealth,
but to be fair, or indeed totally honest,
i preferred those days, rappin' freely in the forest,
i know it sounds corny, it's too hard to avoid,
i don't get if it's from the heart, or infact i'm just paranoid,
but back then - noone was there to judge me,
no more competition, noone could be above me..
straight out your speaker boxx, I could leave a thought
play big boi till I leave em tossed like a freakin' sock
that's so wet, so wet it'll make a twista song sound soft
I could sound off, let the sonars hit and just bounce off
Kung Fu Hustle, I brung you hustle, then hung you suckas
my flow is straight nympho cuz it'll just fuck you fucka's
plus you stuck up, sorta like gasoline syphoned out a ride
and I could pull the vision out ya eye....unnnnghhhhhhh
shit its here,with just one thought i disappear
my crystals glisten clear,im swishin beer
i hate to drink but often times i take the pink
shaken free of this high i scraped the sink
my bag of coke busted now my sinks snow encrusted
i lusted for a dusted ho to fuck her slow
she blows like a broke vacuum bitch need lessons
but atleast i know shes clean,atleast this second.
Sitting courtside when the spectre teleports by
import nights of a different board, support I
glasses up, short ride to the top, leaving spores fried
force light into a dorks mind, light saber, course high
scores tied, switch up, game point with the switch up
couldn't give up, with a slick tuck of this wrist flick....but
I fade away into scrutiny, losin' streak, and boo'in teams
no one influence me, just the truth u see, truthfully
abusin' sneaks like defenders on break, just loosen me
cruisin' thru the lane, abusin' three's no one is used to me
usually cuz the mood he carry, will straight up abuse each fairy
knock em down a notch, I guess it's just another crew to burry
gravediggaz, slave wit'cha when progress ain't made wit'cha
no praise in the fact I made the game just change n switch up...
unnnggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
changin the frame of the picture that all envision/
my mental thoughts is within four walls in prison/
writin' a life sentence behind these bars/
that means when i write sentences with rhymes in bars/
never mind these scars, its a small piece of the puzzle/
demeanor is subtle keepin' my heart beat in the hustle/
never fall on my knees in a struggle/
my dogs is off the leash while yours keep there teeth in a muzzle/
all bark and no bite/
keep my foes right in a froze fright in a toe to toe fight/
my nose white from the coke im dope,right?/
so when im goin thru withdraws i have to try to resist scrawlin'/
get pissed off an' sik em-figure i could fit all ten/
members of your whole faculty in a big coffin/
I'm back in rare form, tear ports outta their force
ride high, air-force, rip my beats before I tear yours
I don't care, bored, sittin' with a flow impeccable
oh so incredible, compared to what Loso said to dude
throw it in the bag, let em breathe, then holla back young'n
this is big bucks homey, you only get your dolla back huntin'
I'm too far ahead of these dudes cuz I don't share views
fuck being number one homey I'm more like the square root
spare shoes just to kick more, you ain't thuggin' indoors
buggin' with whores, what the hell, or the fuck is your
mind on, I'm on that new shit, influence the nuisance
cruisin' in a broken down new whip, but got ur girls knees bruisin'
cold hearted, bold smartness, I aim it at no targets
but I tell em rappers like your girl...try yo hardest.....
..im tryin my own when i bo-gard this/
fllood the whole market with a soul artist whose flows retarded/
steppin on roaches on the throne like its "joe's apartment"/
now JUMP if you like the way i make you feel/
take 2 pills then im strong enough to break thru steel/
i come off paid but im short on dough/
make rappers run off stage like cheatin broads on the maury show/
forty-fo' caliber blowin more holes in ya walls then goryhole/
on my james bond swag/
so fly my aura is ticklin' the clouds, i made god laugh/
i dont make beef- i make friends then i make con-rades/
i know people with 2 jobs plus hustlin' A-VON ads/
strugglin'...
the same in and out daily, noone can sway me,
when i'm all alone flowin', i've done this since a baby,
first two lines - outta my mouth - rhymed,
my heart kept a beat, within days i dreamt of being signed,
i've climbed all over mountains, dried up haters' fountains,
but this shit in my life i don't consider worth as countin',
cause to me... if after-life exists,
it'll be the same as this, putting rapping on my christmas list,
i don't mean to bore you, i guess you get the gist,
but there's no way i'll stop it,
there's no way i'll resist...
life became chaotic, and it's hard to stay honest
when lames stay on this, "he ain't real" and replay topic's
like his bitch too bad for him to really be keepin' her
soon as he releasin' her, watch how I'm a be treatin' her
I'm a be beatin' her, I'm a take her to a whole 'nother level
toast, not the other metal, but a cup that's in love with the devil
they say, God wanted us to sip his blood, and eat his body
how can he be this Godly, when he wants is son seen as all we...
all us, all them, so in reality we gotta be like animals and live with
the fact that at the end of the day we all become cannibalistic
I can't stand statistics, they always got me trippin' off it
it's gettin' harder to get a profit, it seems like I'm missin' all this
I want to do better with my life, but mu'fuckers don't want it
I know all this, wounded by wins, so I tend, care L's like Steve's Office
but the season is coming to a end, and I'm feeling so confused
I don't know the use of talent when all you got is alcohol abuse
that tends to kill off everything you ever seemed to think up
pour another drink up....I'm about to go, my liver is in the sink plus...
my souls next to the toilet, I want to clean up but I always spoil it
I don't give a fuck no more, the plan went well, but I always seem to foil it
i'm not one to lick ass, or be last, but in the middle,
i could be anywhere i wanted, this game's so easy to fiddle,
life is but a circle, my rhyme's are just a riddle,
round and round it goes, sometimes they get real trivial,
i can walk into a room, hear the bang as i get shot,
never one to give up, never one to shut up shop
'it's too early' is all i say, and within days - rise out my coffin,
the people that tried to kill me, like the krays i hear 'em droppin',
i guess you get the 'big talk', but if you were clever you'd understand,
my annecdotes of murderin' says something about how i am,
i'm not on a killin' spree, but I DO always have a plan,
and if it's ended fucked up, not once i have ever ran.
I don't see how people could say opposites attract
when you don't even know how your opposite would act
I'm lost on a track, focused on the destination
got a lot of problems, so I start to invest in hatred
try to tell people shit they would never expect...
Back To The Future, I'm tryna make sure the weather's correct
cuz there's not enough power here to get where I'm goin'
this is just a thought though, just tryna share the moment