[Featuring: Darkskinned Assa**in, Lord Lhus, Qualm] [Verse 1:] I ain't never seemed to be with the program Nineteen had the? seeds a grown man I don't believe I can see the whole plan I was busy smoking trees, OZ's, and coke grams Crews come and go like dudes that f** hoes Known to be the sickest like 2's plus 4's So what the f** I need a crew full of s*uts for? I'm trying to f** the world and make the goon and the guts grow I seen a lot of sh**, in fact I'm a see more Flows so hot I'm like a crack in the sea floor Deliver it to the speaker like a package of C4 I did it by myself, just imagine a me clone A long day full of rapping and weed smoke Can write half my lines if you want half of the green grossed In perpetuity I'm laughing on speaker phone I'd rather get a job, f** rap, you can keep it homes [Chorus:] Please recognise I did everything Please recognise I did everything Please recognise I did everything Me, myself, and I, yes my selfish pride Please recognise I did everything Please recognise I did everything Please recognise I did everything Me, myself, and I, yes my selfish pride [Verse 2:] I'm the man, I don't give a f** about a crew Besides them n***as can't do what I do They can't screw the b**hes I screw sh**, can't even chew the gum that I chew Self-made ya son shine so bright can't find myself shade And if I can't find it myself, nobody else could I'm good so I'm a shine like nobody else would Don't need no fans, don't need no wiz Don't need no grand, don't need no Kwiz Don't need no seven OD to handle biz Don't need no S.I.C. or Bloodline Don't need no Snowgoons beats to bust rhymes I'm the type of fella to spit a hella acapella Smell me? Yeah, I smell you like your sh** don't stink And you think it's all about you, f** the world Who can feel you like you? So k** yourself jack a**, who could k** you like you? [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I been witness a change in the scene I'm not the only one, lonely son I shine in the underworld on the phony ones I've done everything I could to get where I'm at Free raps, mad tracks, declining record contracts But best believe I pay dues but what's it to you? I'm just a cat that battle crews act a fool on you too Stick with Snowgoons, I carry my weight and move through Move you by way of force homie if I have to Spit a [? ] Rakim [? ] rugged hip hop pissing on fly rims And your diamonds ain't worth sh** to me I stay beneath the surface with my middle finger up Pointing it at the industry I meant to be the devastation of mankind Flow from lost souls written in sand scribe Explode like landmines when I'm rocking the track It's Lord Lhus and I carry hip hop on my back What [Chorus]