I'm in
k**in' CalI (?), k**ing calories
when a k**er calling to install songs without a steady salary
hmm
and I'm somethin like the galaxy,
deep and unknown and beyond your reality
instead of battle songs, this is one for the family
ties tight ride wing like Alex be a Malabee (?)
want to achieve and leave serious marks on this earth
my mother read me books like Matthew since birth
but what it's worth, my people just accept the worst curse
aim to be last, thinkin they'll be first
I write my verse contemplating what I've done to disperse
a truth to a world that rejects my church
and the little ada (?) might be motivated by perks
it's so mysteriously worse, we was made from dirt
right in the same building disperse
pa**ion and persistence lurks
in the heart of experts
we here to motivate jerks
I rocked at open mics
I got my name on shirts
that global small population upon this planet earth
whether blessin or curse
thousands I've entertained
through reduction on lyri-cals critically acclaimed
I got a little fame
with just a little help
but only got a couple EPs under my freakin belt
see I
do what I do, and I
am what I am, if I
have to explain, you prob'ly will not understand, see I
do what I do, you can
call it a call to
do what I do,
and not mess up and fall
reality is,
I'm essential to my culture,
rap can't do without me, it needs my face on posters
I do what I'm supposed 'ta,
and things'll change drastically
by this ma**ive attack that trips you up tragically
your whole strategy I give you more to chew on
forced to dig your own grave all alone like Fu Qwon (?)
‘cause you're lukewarm and can't extinguish my English
I boomerang my slang and game returns the way I fling this
bring this to the pinnacle, epitome of cynical
in critical times, I'm America's miracle
I'm only one man
I know I can't do it all cause united we stand,
and divided we fall, I'm small
in a plan bigger than all thoughts
it's just how I was raised,
this is what I was taught
as I child, my smile, knowin my place on this world
my goal is history books
I'm tryin to inspire boys and girls
see I
do what I do, and I
am what I am, if I
have to explain, you prob'ly will not understand, see I
do what I do, you can
call it a call to
do what I do,
and not mess up and fall
I wouldn't be world-renowned if I died today
but I'd still manage to stay underground
often neglected, respected for my profound
efforts wasted since I'm the reason God created sound
follow through with a purpose, for better for worse, whether it hurts,
another person, ‘nother beat
another performance enormous thoughts are incomplete
recorded history occupies the city streets
so on and so forth, of course
still always a bid to (?) come up short
but I resort to keepin hope alive,
hooked up on life support
do what I do, and I
am what I am, if I
have to explain, you prob'ly will not understand, see I
do what I do, you can
call it a call to
do what I do,
and not mess up and fall