[Verse One] Writing lyrics started off as something undersized Now I visualize what I wanna do deep inside Y'all don't think I'm serious? I'm trusting my instincts Moms didn't see this when I was an infant I know she thinks it's a faze But the music I make reminds her of jams back in the day She told me to keep a balance So every night I pray to God for this talent, and not take it for granted I don't know how it happened, it was magic I'm on my Chris Angel, in summer school studying math angles Earning my stripes like the Bangles I'm lapping negus, no Mary-Go slow pace, I know my place It's in the booth, I find this easy to do Don't need a ma**euse, cause I ain't tense like Medusa's statues Coming right at you with no left hooks Just words that leave your cranium shook I eye the bigger picture, no Captain Hook I might write this song without a hook I'm not sure, I gotta see what's inside my mind first The exert the verse into my rhyme book [Hook][x2] So lemme catch the vibe I won't stop until the World is mine Hip-hop will never die in my eyes It will go through into the afterlife Not let this sh** ride [Verse Two] The vibes phenomenon, why the Babylon gotta cuff arms Don't possess any firearms Word is bond, my songs carry on like a Triathlon I'm next, so transfer the baton I can't cease now, I gotta keep going on Make everyone, shriek out loud, and not take the easy way out A pen and pad can start a new family revolution I'm just trynna make a contribution through music And laugh about it later at family reunions While everyone is cooling, not having to stress about being in debt Some of these negus are so suspicious Always asking for more then three wishes They want the riches, the b**hes, with the paparazzi taking pictures All of it ain't a good mixture They start putting up a front like motion pictures But I won't change, I'll still remain the same And stay true, to the blood in my veins [Hook][x2]