My depiction of the second wind, thee
Clever thoughts of the effortless, when
I begin the journey through the industry, write
Every valium peak a n***a hype
Goadome Nike's the coldest of the storms I've endured
In fact I am bored with the warmth.
The cold-blooded stone face glance similar to Gargoyle all of the man
Talk how I am, but often the walk that I have
A flat-footed confidence stance
If hip-hop's Marshall, I'm all of it Stan
And they don't understand, a n***a stanzas like anthems
Such violence, dexterity in the air that I can land with the stand
A feline I feed lines cause they need mine
A tastemaker definitely freestyle so feel fine to critique mine
Yeah, its DC I'm used to diseased minds
Straight G leave freaks like peace signs
Legs open I stroke, then peace signs
Keep trying, and I don't really hear em'
You're nothing but a tadpole my lyrical aquarium is
Mad full, I cut n***as like I'm like a cap room
I draft n***as put a cap to em'
I slap n***as like mad women, or bad children
The black side of my hand attached to em'
I tattoo em' with my rap music
So much, they one-two em' when they hachooin'
I said my dunk game vicious, them bucks done came
I mastered SB's now I run these new J's
For the, second time I'm an OG n***a
Aim that 07' I am so nine sixin'
I spit engine, I'm lyrically a Piston
I'm playing my position like Billups n***a get some
Listen, they still politician while I ignore Bush like the Texans