Ben Chargot - 22 2's/44 4's lyrics

[Hook] [Verse 1 - Quay] For anyone that thinks I wasn't meant for Or to anyone that hasn't heard me before Pissed at my 22'2s and 44'4's Must've forgot that Jay Z's just an estranged mentor It's a foreshadow for more of a raw battle Slaughter time, and guess who's selected to round up the cattle Cause since I was 14 it was foreseen That I would forge morphene for fiends That codeine was designed to keep 'em on lean That's my fuel for my esteem to succeed For too many years I wrote rhymes and just hoard 'em I'm ready for showtime: welcome to the forum Too good for the pantheon, more of Warhol for y'all Piece together words, makin' murals for walls Now, who dare come challenge mines None, step up with every four lines [Hook] [Verse 2 - Quay] In my 4 cornered room plottin' to the et cetera A vendetta to heist the game for all the lettuce For the getaway and I'll hideaway forever In Cuba with 2pac, 4 Glocks and Assata Shakur, ain't forget ya Forgive my fortitude meant for it to be heard Realize that I could put forth only four words And be able to force the culture forward To whom it may concern, my introduction's foreword Welcome to Oklahoma's mind! Glad it could reach ya Cause they don't look for us when lookin for a feature Probably forgot that anywhere can be able to breed a Monster that looks to demolish any sorta creature Oh now you for it, pointin' askin' "who he?" The rap's reincarnation of the 2-3 Led my mind to crazy sh** so you can relate And watch it fornicate with forbidden fruit for 4 minutes straight