The object of this project, is to show my progress
Advancing to a professional from a novice
As an amateur, I still might've damage ya
Now I man handle ya,increased sk**s and stamina
Hulk bulked up from bruce banner the apprentice
That observed the tenets now I have no limits
Iller by the minute,pa**ion never diminished
I put everything I got into every line I jot
Like it or not ,pieces of my plot ,coming to fruition
Many don't have the eyes to see my vision
I put it together with precision ,listen
My intentions is to take it as far as I can
Sometimes you gotta make a stand and be a man
This is part of my plan,representin' the land
To the fullest ,f** all bullsh**,I love my city
Regardless if they ridin' with me,its 216
As long as I exist , not to be dramatic
But I got the schematic,I'm bout let'em have it
Live and direct I'm goin' for they neck
But what else would they expect, at ya jugular
Now I'm muggin' ya,get these mammies for they grammy awards
And slots on billboard ,still sore cause the culture I feel for
They don't deserve sh** doing hip hop a disservice
This for all the fans frustrated and abandoned
Forgive me for being candid,but I couldn't stand it
They needed to be reprimanded,for leaving y'all stranded
So let me surmise the bougie I antagonize
Because thrones and Forbes I don't recognize
Nice y'all enterprise ,but now y'all different guys
Fall offs should step aside, or commit suicide ,but who am I
I would be a lair ,if I said a messiah
Far from a savior, sharp as a saber
When I put pen to paper or maybe I'm hooligan
Witta generic pseudonym, hold on you losing them
Is a name a name or a confidence game
The more people diss me ,more confidence gained
Gettin' signed ain't the aim ,so indie I remain
Mos def I'm conscience, of the blogs and correspondents
But I could careless about they paid for responses
I know I'm coming off as obnoxious ,with my conduct
But I hate the industry and its constructs
I'm just letting them know that they times up
Off kilter with no filter, or semblance of censorship
The old formula ain't workin' ya need to flip the script
Draft a new one, craft a solution stop b**hin' and do sum em
They say the road to the riches, is to make songs for the b**hes
But that isn't an accurate depiction
Its doing things by ya own volition
My description ,sound like I'm trippin', fine by me
f** 'em signed myself to RPMG
MC The Rapper Magnate Criminal Rapper Don
And I'm gone