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Lyrics
Chorus:
Regardless of ya status, I’m getting mine.
Don’t give a fuck if you mad at us. I’m feeling fine.
Regardless of all ya bull-shit. So what if you hatin me?
Fuck ya opinion, ya’ll niggaz ain’t fading me
1. Fuck the fame cuz I’m taking this game into another level. Not seeing my vision? Then niggaz better bring a shovel. Cuz I’m burying old shit, arising wit cold shit. Not loading one clip, but I’m loading several.
2. Cuz pebbles make ripples. Ripples make waves. Stormy dayz and hurricanes all from the one day. The day I tossed my pebble in the ocean spray. Niggaz was soaked for days from tidal waves.
3. Niggaz looking for the title, but they stuck in idol ways. Niggaz got killed for idolatry in the bible days. Cuz even God killed niggaz for being fake. So tell me what’s the odds of you walking in God’s gates?
4. God hates them niggaz who don’t where to call home, but I ain’t niggaz who can’t even look out for they own. Can’t find they zone. Call me soft for writing poetry, but can’t they own poems. I stand alone.
5. Condoned from them clone ass niggaz. If we was on the phone, niggaz get the dial tone. If they ever got static, I break em up like Styrofoam. I’m like Al Capone, you like the bumbling bitches on home alone.
6. I’m anointed and atoned. Ordained to be a household name. Engraved in the pyramids in hieroglyphs. Read the inscription. Papyrus may only redemption. Like viruses to conquer is my only intention.
1) Fuck the game and all the lames in it, all I want is my name in the hall of fame. A legend before I finish. Champion before I diminish. Before I begin it, I intended to write me name on the wall. But know it’s all irrelevant.
2) Well, fuck dat. I’m causing bewilderment on those who I find unintelligent. My words are essential, but my thoughts are the element for development. Come up on my edicite. Time is delicate.
3) So I use my mind and my time to write rhymes and better it. Lil nigga to big dog. Amateur to veteran. Think till my head hurts and get the Adcederin. Put my brain on paper and share it with my breth-er-in.
4) Regardless of what you think, even if I blink I walk in faith like a rev-er-end. Claim the world. Sign my name old English lettering. Get revenge on hataz and punish niggaz for meddling.
5) Keep peddling cuz I never settle for anything. Can plot the downfall of any king. And anything you bring to the table I try to ruin by any means. Say fuck all my enemies and buck if motha-fuckaz ain’t feeling me.
6) They sealing me up at my table. Bringing guns for utensils. Little do they know, got poisonous led in the pencil. Sharpen up my little friend, puttin it right to the temples. Or dimples. Either way I make a smart man simple cuz I don’t give a fuck.
1. I’m not a lyrist, just a real fuckin nigga. No similes, metaphors, just real fuckin figure of speeches. Every word I speak it teaches. Every heart and every soul I aim it at it reaches.
2. Like sunny days and beaches only in few places. hoes acting like leeches. Niggaz show many faces. But Blade got stages. Read between the pages. The simple shit I spit, be making it seem outrages.
3. So blaze the 9-gage, murder it be contagious. Running from the Po, the killa, or locked in cages. Kill me, I’ll kill you, lets’ see who that shit phases first. What can be worse? Erased right from the Earth.
4. In dirt with no casket. Want beef? Nigga, just ask it. I never like to see bloody murder, but still I blast. Reek havoc. Niggaz who want it, I let em have it. Never hesitate to use gadgets when shit get drastic.
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