HOOK: I've given you my life,shared with you my tears.
do more than just write, but project movies through your ears.
sacrificed my privacy/obviously it wasn't enough....im wilden/
giving you my greatest hits and thats every song i do on my album.
(i cant please everyone in the world all at the same time/
but i can please some and those are the few that understand why i rhyme.)
pour the ink to the pages/discribe who i am in through all my stage's.
only a few can appreciate this,
but it seams my minimum wage's the only thing that's ageless.
i was 13 when i decided to make this a career/
spitting 16's i was ahead of my time by atleast 3 years.
lyrically i wasn't inclined but inclined to build myself lyrically/
mentally my brain depth display more strength then most physically.
resite philosophy/out of spite i bring light to atrocities.
settled undevelop animosity/ so i can't picture defeat obviously.
possibly, this won't my destiney and if not i understand/
but my futures behind a pen i'll take destiney by the hand.
over 5000 song's writ/ and most don't give a shit/
that's cause most of you i list/aren't shit/or half as good as me and pissed.
you FOKISS(focus) about as good as a ford/ i'm on a different Accord/
even if most brains are sponges my flows to much to absorb.
poetics, sarcasm, terrets spazms, and arrogance in my ginetics/
with enough flows to satify the thirst of diabetics.
how do i discribe my style to the excentric and pathetic?
esoteric phenetic my potential 's kinetic oh man forget it.
my buisness it to enterain idiots with oxymorons/
the chances of understanding me are like trying to find jesus in the qu'raun.
i've write ill rhymes weather im weathered or sick/
prick my fingertips and used the blood to script the verse with.
and the sad thing is out of the 1000's that see my rhymes each day,
only 5 or 6 will actually have something to say.
but listent to the commercial rapper cause he's paid/
or because he exploits a style that has already been played.
damn there aint a million eminems but want wish they could be/
there aint a million nas's just a million remixes on cd's/
there's only one krs rakim or jay-z/
if you loved them for who they love for meshould be a gaurentee.
the new fad must be hip hop fag cause most of you be riding dicks/
riding clicks, like your street appeal are some gang bang flicks.
but like your acid dealers im the one delivering hits.
realisticly im an optometrist nobody can see/
contradicting myself cause i make music for you but do it for me.
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