[Intro] Thank You [Verse 1: Dope J] Label me a young runaway wishing for chips Gun on my hip, ready in case a n***a wan' trip Get flipped like flapjacks, get a toe tag Yo folks sad, they crying This ain't malicious this is gods plan My tale is fictitious until some wanna get it God forbid My place is hallowed in destiny Yelling out to the heavens go call the reverend or pastor or preacher So he can add my testimonial to his "leekture" I mean lecture U know who's next to blow and truth be told the boy is cold And hes icy from his chest up to his earlobes If bullsh** walk a thousand miles i think im motionless Cuz im so real i done been thru hell and my life ain't over yet Let me interject another rhyme, cuz in due time what i prophesize Will come to pine i mean come to pa** an show yall a** Im far from trash, and failures in my past n***a Bury that, (Tell Me where is the grave digger) Holy water fills the air, or is it saliva from my biggest rival Myself, as the mic recieves this holy shower Im 100 rounds it Ain't no empty me, u temptin me to effortlessly Hijack the game leave no debris, im talkin cla**ic in all my verses I must be talkin d**h cuz competition is leavin in hearses I spit harder than them old folks wit dip up in they jaws Im doper than 1,000 grams im really That hard A perfect verse a perfect plan that must really be god To grind hard and leave where i am thats one hell of a card Pick that one shuffle the deck and end wit it those are the odds im livin And ducking hoes an foes in this world that's so frigid Push it to the limit Hello doubters i did it And when i do ill drink so much dusse A week will pa** by and ill still piss it Celebrating success Wondering what is next What route is in sto' How much longer till i blow Will they feel me or let go I guess the man above know I won't succeed, that is a dumb quote Im flyer than a bald eagle Bless amerikka, so irrelevant To my grind, all u ever did was take from my people that's trying All this taxation, well there ain't no working cla** in congress where my representation? Pa**ion can lead the people but heroes can inspire Great minds can conspire but anger adds fuel to the fire Burn baby, you know im rapping fo' ya So my black nation, can get they reparations So long overdue, im telling u the truth Only 21 years but thinking like 42 Im clutch with it Kobe lyrics Wearin Flu Game 12's im sick with it First Look At You And Then You Look At Me They Gone Remember Me For My Legacy My Legacy