Lyrics by Invincible. Lyrics on hook co-writen by Vaughan T.
(Yes, it's here, the longawaited, all these years of stompin' pavement, cut the nonsense, just accomplish, ain't no way to rush the process)
Born in Champaign, Illinois
Ever since then been on a campaign to fill the voids
And missing links I drips my ink on topics that you still avoid
Cynics say our troubles can't change but I k** the noise
Heaters that's built to destroy
Speakers front to back – turn the volume up!
Smash these cats like Gallagher soon as I wrap the album up
Thought I'd never finish it
For more than a minute I wished to end this sh**
Put down my penmanship, and get a carpentry apprenticeship
Swinging sledgehammers for a minimum wage
Renovate a DV shelter for women with AIDS
Least I'd have some benefits and I could see a dentist quick
Still my thirst I wasn't quenchin' it by learning a trade
Chopped my signature braids
New beginning enter the stage – of nothing to lose – a hundred percentage to gain
Witness my train of thought, three minutes and change
It's the longawaited song
I layed it over tracks that Vaughan created
HOOK:
Y'all been waiting
I've been making moves
Gotta do it right, can't lose
Got my ducks lined up and I'm on my grind
It's the mission Invincible accomplished
You wanna cla**ic? You gotta wait for it
You want good music? You gotta support it
You want change? It's a daily choice
You want a dope show than y'all should make noise!
I'm striving to be one of the best, period
Not just one of the best with breasts and a period
Styles blessed with a myriad
We take the independent route and win – that's what my man Wes theory is
Call me every A&R's worst nightmare
When your label drops ya fade to dark
We still bright glare
And this is razor sharp
I make my mark
We don't fight fair
Cuz we taking ya spot
It's state of the art
Ahead of y'all by light years
Picture me rapping slow – sample Barry Manilow
And switchin' up my baggy clothes for camel toes?
No that'll have to go
I don't battle no more
Make an album so dope you stranded up sh**'s creek without a paddle boat.
I don't write rhymes
I write ransom notes
Demanding a check
Demanding respect
Demanding spins from hands on a deck
These ain't rhymes this is a ransom note
Demanding a change
Demanding the truth be told on this anthem that bangs
HOOK