[Intro] Some blogger told me I'm not radio ready Watch me cut straight thru the static, get your radio ready Get your stadium ready, I'm uranium deadly They just pacify the fake, but I won't baby em every- Time I hear em talkin' about me I hear voices of praise Up-and-comer comin' up, he's got the poise to be great I'm enjoying my days, but all this noise and this hate Is infiltrating my bloodstream like a poisonous snake Got my fangs showin', bang on 'em, Shaq in the post Imma have the last laugh while they crackin' the jokes And the blacker the smoke...the clearer my vision You never see the final trick unless you're granted permission Okay and I'm the magician, I got this infinite wisdom So best believe that I'm gifted, this can't be taught it's God given They said..."He can never do it, he isn't worth the play" Now he's stackin' bodies higher than the Empire state Wait...they wanna know if I really got it...okay [Verse 1] So here's The Intro, I'm far from simple, let's get it straight It seems so sinful, but in my mental, I'm so frustrated They don't see me, I'm bored like Ouija, my spirits patient But it's time to give my testimony, opening statement So watch me drop in on the game like a half pipe, act right One place you don't wanna end up is on my bad side Real sh**, the realest out Lift em up if they feelin' down Don't play with it, no cat and mouse Problem child, I'm actin out [Bridge 1] Tried to tell 'em, I tried to tell 'em, they wouldn't listen Not a rapper, I'm an artist, there's a difference Tried to tell 'em, I tried to tell 'em, to keep their distance Goin' Tom Cruise on dudes, impossible's the mission [Verse 2] Droppin' tracks 'cause they hot, and I can't hold em no more When opportunity comes knockin' I bust open that door I don't trust no one no more... Got a mission planned, if it didn't stand They wouldn't f** with me no more And they wonder why they gettin' ignored...HA! Armstrong on the final mile I'm hill climbing this stage is vital Trying to catch a wave, I hope it's tidal I'm stone cold, imma take the title I'm on point like a line judge Keep it movin', never hold a grudge And all I see are some wanna be's Your image fake, Johanna Lee Grabbin' onto me, my pants saggin' They try to jump on my bandwagon Khaleesi is my mother, watch me spit fire, I am a dragon I told y'all 'bout a year ago Now I'm halfway there with a year to go Stepped in the game, now I see my goals ...imma stop there [Hook] I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up 'Cause there's no glory in the process Nobody cares unless blow up They always searchin' for the progress I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up Unless you prove you can do better, shut the f** up [Verse 3] Dudes around me got that look in their eye Like a balding man's hair, you pushed to the side I got power in my mind, you'd think I'm stealing all my lyrics 'Cause it's shocking what I'm thinking, and it's terrifying to hear it I've been workin', that's for certain, it's not a maybe I've been itchin' for this sh** like a dope fiend with scabies My priorities are in line, skatin' past the drama You would think I fixed the game like my name was Jeffy Dahmer [Bridge 2] I'm on fire, movin' higher, up the ladder Lookin' down, I run the town, I'm the master I'm on fire, ain't no stoppin', not an option Kept it real, kept it true, I kept my promise [Verse 4] I mean that... Saw this comin' years in advance Since my sweet sixteen I knew my sixteens would dance I'm ballin' like Alec Baldwin Shinin' like Paul Simon Burnin' like Eric Sermon Gave Mr. Feeney a**ignments I'm the chosen one...no Keanu, but I knew All their pills were red, it's no wonder why their minds blew Fine j**els, rock with me, call me royal highness Throw me fake daps with a smile 'cause they're spineless You don't know what I've been through Hell and back and I've been too "I've got it easy," that ain't true Just doin' me 'cause I ain't you Chomping at the bit, but I keep with perfect timing Like a Saw scene, the key to success is inside me [Hook] I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up 'Cause there's no glory in the process Nobody cares unless blow up They always searchin' for the progress I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up Unless you prove you can do better, shut the f** up