[Intro]
1,2,1,2
H.I
You know what It Is...
It's Me...
[Verse 1]
This is the story of a caramel artist
Mixed majority white black samoan apart it
Didn't come from a ghetto just a K town apartment
Inda island of H.I yeah you know where I started
Oahu heres something to ride to & vibe to
I'd like to explain a little bit of my life to
The ladies haters G's & the skaters
Maybe they can understand why I'm crazy
Lately been finding It hard to explain It
Why I started rapping how I know I'm gonna make It
Mostly cause I was influenced by all of the greatest
Plus I learned my history lessons for the makings of great hits
Makeshift? naw neva we just keep It real
One hundred all the time yeah you people know the deal
Whats good never sold my soul even for a deal
I'm a self made figure definition of my sk**
Turn me up I can use my flows to k** your favorite rapper
Keep It simple I don't need to use my complex answers
I'm a master did this too long but I'm sick of moving backwards
Kept having to reset my image but now I'm moving past it
Cause I got It I'm a fresh a** cool a** smooth a** dude
Neva cared for the opinion of all these other fools
Regardless I'm a do what I gotta do
If I got to n***a I'm a k** you to...
Get out my way If we turning a beat up
Sick at battling but more of a preacher
I can freestyle longer then he does
Yet you only started supporting once I was on speakers
Cause these people fake & I hate when they start to fake like they hate It
These artist lame and they shady their lies are spreading like rabies
The radio playing gay sh** my n***a start educating
I like to f** with these hoes to but what are we demonstrating
Ohh lord...
Or maybe I'll just wreck havoc linguistics from brainiacs
Are sick raps dat k** off your actions
I really hope that this track can flip fantasy into facts
Thats my tasks for anyone asking imagine takle attacking these actors
Leave them on route for disaster
Get back to the back of the bus cause you ain't no emcees you s**
You b**hes can s** on my nuts
I'll f** you right now like was sup
& not give a second thought to It
Cause y'all still downloading my music
Saying this the sound of a hooligan
All of my lyrics profound...
& all my dreams can astound...
With all this talent possessed...
Why am I still underground?
(x2) This Is what people still don't know...
(x2) I'm waiting here...
[End]