I said…
n***as is fake f**s and b**hes wear makeup
An eighth of weed, an eighth of hash, I think my brain's f**ed
Now praise us, the flow's worth about a trilly cash
I'm really brash, I drop gems on your silly a**
I take a trip that makes some sense out of my f**ing life
‘Cuz I been drinking, smoking, and f**ing every night
She told me get a life as if I was some loser n***a
I had to lose her plus my cooler b**h is too official
My eyes low, but I'm sharply on point plotting
I'm f**ed up like Kim Jong Il and Dennis Rodman
Hotter than Janis Joplin, you about as fly as Ostriches
I'm the biz, i wrote proper product, you spitting nonsense
Got it? Kids should stop it
I be on this next generation, I'm ahead of the curve
Building my spaceship, rolling to greatness
Ali is in my Dutchmaster, I read some books
I know my knowledge, I don't trust Pastors
Blasphemous just a little, you rapping for sh**s and giggle
I'm rapping this sh** ‘cuz I'm meant to, I spit this sh** official
Lost tribes of Shabazz, peep how I spazz
I'm freebasing off the floor with the gla**
Now here's the Clash of the Titans
I smoke on dope so I'm enlightened
This is lightning bolts, and thousands of volts, now who's the nicest?
Young Jiggy witty, sharp as buck fittys
You can catch me in your city with dime pieces and gritty
Young boys on the come up, they heard we on the come up
Be careful how you approach ‘em, my homies ready to turn up
Look, I got the knowledge from the living the life
OGs from where I'm from tell me I'm giving ‘em life
On a flight leaving the country, I'm nice
Evil and ugly with the flows, I be out on the go
Chasing the money, with a chick who from the PJs
She don't speak no Ingle, I met her in Montreal
With the Haitians eating some Pikliz , flow hotter than Pique
Oh Ave Maria we the Tribe, and we come from the sky, I know you see us
Worst come to worst, my people come first
Dilated Pupils, rolling a blunt, with no shirt
Tattoos on my facial, and gold in my mouth
When I was 16, I got kicked out of the house
I grew accustomed to the winning, survival of the fittest
The ladies, love the women so we handling the business
Jigz the Flyer, higher than you ever could reach
Word to God, the flow is hard on every beat (x2)
Check it, everything still bubbling on the low
Like fire under the spoon n***a, I'm dope
And everything still regular, this is me
I'm still sharp as a blade, dressed to the T
I'm the One