How You do it
Much work little rest
No, I'm not the greatest
But I am the best
When I step out
I become a little less
Learned were the great
Tribe Called Quest
Little bit of Nas
And a pinch of West
Flowing on this beat
Now thats my test
Sticks and stones
Can Break my bones
I out run the haters
Like I'm Felix Jones
Most these words
Came, off the dome
By a window
When I'm alone
And They where out
On this beat and thrown
Made, by a friend
Now, My thought is gone
DC, yeah thats my home
I rep the CV
Thats where I roam
These thoughts Inside
I, tried to hide
I can't abide
I cannot lie
I wanted to die
Poor attempts were tried
In corners I cried
But I survived
To live another day
To sleep another night
Go another way
Eat another bite
Tried to take me out
Like a date? No, a fight
But I gottem blind
With the future so bright
Where yall at?
With your clique so tight
Cut them all out
Yeah I might
Check yourself
Before you wreck Yourself
Wrecking ball
Through the wall
Back on the shelf
(Your story may change the world.Open up and let others
Just have a little look)