[Into] We Good? Let's Go! [Hook] (Backtrack, show me where the cash at) (f** playing Games, I'll start taking names) (Ayo you better flee hops, or get your head blown three blocks!) (Step into my dome and get blown!) (Bringing the ruckus like some mad motherf**ers move at night like truckers where s**ers see is their bumpers) The Essence (In the place where war be, based on a true story, territorial made on me to pursue glory) [Verse 1] Grab the mic of the top shelf along with the best liquor and the best weed Got the strength to proceed At ease! Stand at attention A lost spirit 'bout to air it so you need to listen I suggest Imma mess For those claiming they keep the best gear Hop skipping the jump away from d**h's tear If the sorrow hit me, won't see ya next year With no regrets for the life I lead Cause it ain't over, I swear that to Jehovah The main soldier, that'll do it for the reasons beyond
The war at hand or the one within the mind Been fighting all these demons, Damn at the time? I know in myself, I can't believe I'm hear To tell the people 'bout the route that's defined me I'll take a quick second, share a little insight Only for the first time, I'll be hear for a while Woo! [Hook] My style is the combination of the first DJ First set of turn tables, and the first mic The first rapper who ever spoke into it with a message And the walk, that he took to the park after dark When the first graff artist, tagged the wall on his trip Enlightened his mind, when he pa**ed by The first breaker spinning round and round The cypher was complete spinning round and round They all wondering, who seem to direct this? The architect that put it together, imperfection At least close to it, I'm his son So I'll guess I'll take the credit, Forget it [Hook till fade]