B.O Beats - 0 to 100/ The Catch Up (Freeverse) lyrics

[Verse 1] An ill spitter, rhymes are never dealt quicker Cuz the message more important than a quick deliver I give these shots to your liver like a shot of liquor Before I throw you in a bag and send you up the river I'm ill, the common cold ain't got sh** on me When I chill my competition, n***a, c'est la vie That's the way that I was taught, running in these streets It's Do or Die, but the latter's not an option, B I came up in this game just to show up punks Who thought that they were gods when they were really monks These n***as thought they were dope, but that sh**'s debunked That ship is sunk, these rappers failed, I call that a flunk Ain't no person out here Wanna listen to those ABCs you got in your ear So just do it like a ghost, and disappear Before I cross these streams and turn you into smears [Bridge] Zero to one hundred, n***a Leave you b**hes frozen like the tundra, n***a I got these bars in abundance, n***a Just in case you was wondering [Verse 2] I never needed anybody for me to figure out What I gotta do to get my momma out From this roach infested hole that we living in And put her in a two-floor house Big yard for your big garden Pardon your boy, his mind's a little more hardened Poverty be playing me like an Etch-A-Sketch Our life savings almost out from this dry stretch A straight face, no worries, that's the mask I wear To hide the look I have, that is of despair My head is in the air, I don't know what to do To get my money up and cut these bills in two The people keep telling me I should look for God But what does God know about working hard? All powerful with the smarts to boot... But I'll bet he's never held a job... Young