I said I'm sorry for the heavy wait, this no anvil
I'm giving straight bars that I know that you can't handle
You claim to want the real, when I;m the man you demanded
I can't stand when n***as don't stand by their standards
But what's a man without manners?
It's all peace and love, lets put the cans to the canvas
But we're not in Kansas anymore
Lucy called me the man, what you think that I met her for?
This Aaliyah jet landing, Mr. King in the matrix
White men as the slaves, snitches that do not say sh**
Lions that are the prey, and thotties that want relationships
I know that's alot of crazy sh**, so flip the script
Now I'm relentless, you defenceless, you the real, and I'm pretentious
I've, reached my peak, and you the endless
Fans be, feeling me, and you the senseless
[Skit]
I'm like the Jordan of my city 84/85