[Intro]
You sweat, but you don't dare move. You want to scream, but you can't. Terror grips every nerve in your body, and your heart is beating so fast, it feels like your eardrums are going to burst. You swallow hard and you realize, there is nothing you can do
[Verse 1]
Shawty wanna be a hip-hop head
But she ain't know that hip-hops dead
Someone let her know that the double O's packin' a flow
Way hotter than magnums
It's so perplexin', straight from the Solar Plexus
The belly of the beast, lookin' for something to eat
Grumblin' for an MC that's mumblin'
Order one for brunch, then spit out the Gucci belt
'Cause it don't digest well, got me questionin' the authenticity
'Cause some replicas known to mix in like casualties
So there's bound to be a couple
Real G's put a hole in one, like buckles
And proceed to put the proceeds in the duffel
Dumb pigs is trynna sniff up the kid, 'cause he's realer than truffles
With a pulp mind that surpa**es others, word to my brother
Skip out, wouldn't jump ship unless I'm packin' rubbers
Now I'm stayin' afloat, [] goin' under, and still
Never omit the kid behind the bars, pay attention to the tender
Or you'll get robbed, thats a given, I feel like Jigga or Nas
But if I smoke a big L, I could be Pac
And I too have a dream, with a little Malcolm in me like a []
Who would have thought that my thoughts would be the product of a spark?
Always jam, and the medias goin' off, high voltage
Hotter than a summer solstice, I [] and leave em soulless
Plus [] and leave em soulless
So I guess it's best if ya don't provoke us, cause
The kid's gotta buzz louder than locus, with the trinity on lock like locus, hocus pocus
Work your magic with the words, so forget what you heard
And on a G note, [] I pay attention to intuition
Now I'm spittin' sermons that will make your favorite bishop listen, catch me on the R driftin' in the distance
Only identifiable by my pigment, like
This what the games been missin'
And I put that on my pigment
So why you trippin'?