BET - 106 & Park - BET "The Backroom" Freestyle lyrics

Welcome to my cla**room I'm the orator for the moment let's use this backroom Now feel free to take notes on this lecture Save your questions for the end, may I begin Well, first the dilemma Everybody wanna shine like a diamond Nobody wants to go through that pressure It takes, time, refinement and push the miles for excellence If a rapper tries to sum me I guess you can call me Oedipus k** 'em I am hip hop's four elements With a touch of heaven sent, let me address them elephants Is he Latino? He seems to be lacking melanin When I black out on that microphone all that chatter's irrelevant Stadium packed out We rap about everything we wanna Yada Yada [?] On a scale of 1-10, one-sixteen til He come again On a mission with this pen I ain't missing Listen, I feel like King David who just slayed the Goliath Holding his head high while these haters remain quiet Shhh, I ain't lying but you ain't gotta believe me It's something you've never seen like what's under Sway's beanie Call me the game genie Sort of feel like I'm cheating There's more to like than chiefing and going out every weekend I'm treating this beat like a piece of meat that needs to be eaten Men move out of conviction, not out of convenience I ain't trying to preach to the choir I'm trying to reach in the fire We got war overseas but got no peace in the shower And they wonder why these kids gotta rob, huh? Cause you can get a gun faster than you can get a job Pressure applied I ain't puffing a lie I'm already with the Most High, write my bars as I fly, meaning Travel so much got status on every airline Til I'm far back, LeBron's hairline Carolina blue tips chillin' on them 14s Had them back when I was little sort of like that rapper from New Orleans Only sure thing in life is your d**h I pray these rappers know that dude who's hanging on their neck Yeah, I know Him well, so I ain't even stressed If Kim Jong was taking photos it wasn't posing a threat, nah I'm engaged now so I tell them ladies later Quit hitting on me like Solange in the elevator You know what I tell a hater? Nothing, it doesn't bother me Honestly I'm an Anomaly breaking them off properly Why these second string rappers trying to start with me I'm an organ donor but nobody want no parts of me All about that blood like I hit an artery This that Jesus talk, you don't wanna see me start? Well you better send somebody to martyr me It's Uptown!