I fucking love rap, ay look it got me here
got niggas listenin' from the benches, some don't even cheer
look, we all tryna start up in this game
where you try to sell your art, but at the end you sell your name
...and cash out
mash out with the fame till lil' niggas complain like
"why he switch up his lane??"
it's a shame ain't it?
gotta be selfish, do it for delf (self)
but can't blame it, shit the game tainted
you either fuck it or it fuck with you
...and I ain't nothin to fuck wit
born to break beats and chase freaks
ay look I may waste time, but I'll be damned if I waste a rhyme
shit is business from the moment the pen hits
to the way I treat my fans when it ain't no microphone in my hand
I'm still a man so
even if this shit is all grand, understand
for the feast, and the famine I plan to be the champ...
lemme talk to these niggas
like shit, waddup!!!
Central Avenue...you know how we do
riding right, up and down 202
Landover, Largo, Palmer Park wit it yo...
lemme talk to em, niggas...
like shit, waddup!!!
Lockwood, Georgia Ave too
Castle Blvd all way out to New Hampshire
my niggas keep it dirty like ya drawer's in the hamper...
yup, I'm in it for the long haul
used to be in it to be timid
but my image is the bomb, dog
and I tried to be humble and all
like when niggas asked for raps, I would mumble em off...
but (fuck that)...never that now
the focus sharp, you see the blur up in the background?
I hold my art close to my heart
where most would depart I...
clinch a little tighter, held the fire like a lighter, yeah....
you fuckin right a nigga tryna get it.
got my whole team with me, this ain't nothin but a scrimmage
I'm invested in, excellence
truth is what I represent
put my damn life in what I write
this just a testament
another chronicle, from the honorable, benevolent
so if you wanna move forward, my nigga then let's begin
check the checklist, makin' sure i'm set to win
you can't compete, with what I speak
niggas weak
and I'ma talk to em, niggas...
like shit, waddup!!
Branch Ave, Temple Hills side
St. Barnabas Road, we finna let it ride
All my Pennsylvania Ave mufuckas GET LIVE
niggas claim they the Radiant Child, but they the SAMO
I grip the mic like it's my j-o...I rule with it
dropped outta school, but you'sa fool
if you was thinkin' i'ma fool wit it...
but shit, i'm cool wit it.
don't even get it confused, i share dap wit
niggas i wouldn't dare get on a track with
cause i ain't down with wack shit...
but some of these mufuckas?
it's almost like paying your local taxes cause...
niggas will hate you quick.
try to ride your coat tails to sell
but they measure my dopeness from a different scale
that's why we drink from a different well
blaze from a different L
it ain't hard to smell
i exhale, then prevail
the mic is contacted, y'all niggas is clientele
and niggas out here? still can't get the crowd hyper
they still spittin they writtens in a cipher?
give that fucking mic up.
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023
